These four catholic crones were having coffee.
The first catholic woman tells her friends "My son is a priest.
When he walks into a room, everyone calls him 'Father'."
The second catholic woman chirps, "My son is a bishop.
Whenever he walks into a room, people call him 'Your Grace'."
The third catholic crone says "My son is a cardinal.
Whenever he walks into a room, he's called 'Your Eminence'."
As the fourth catholic woman sips her coffee in silence,
the first three gave her this subtle "Well...?" look,
so she says: "My son is 6'2", he has broad, square shoulders,
a washboard tummy, thick, long wavy hair, he's terribly handsome
and dresses very well.
Whenever he walks into a room, women say 'Oh, my God...!!!!!!!'."