Irish
10-23-2003, 11:51 PM
Four Catholic ladies are having coffee together,
discussing how important their children are:
The first one tells her friends, "My son is a priest.
When he walks into a room, everyone calls him 'Father.'"
The second Catholic woman chirps, "Well, my son is a
bishop. Whenever he walks into a room, people say,
'Your Grace.'"
The third Catholic woman says smugly, "Well, not to
put you down, but my son is a cardinal. Whenever he
walks into a room, people say,'Your Eminence.'"
The fourth Catholic woman sips her coffee in silence.
The first three women give her this subtle "Well...?"
She replies, "My son is a gorgeous, 6'2", hard bodied,
well-hung, male stripper.
Whenever he walks into a room women say, 'My God!'"
discussing how important their children are:
The first one tells her friends, "My son is a priest.
When he walks into a room, everyone calls him 'Father.'"
The second Catholic woman chirps, "Well, my son is a
bishop. Whenever he walks into a room, people say,
'Your Grace.'"
The third Catholic woman says smugly, "Well, not to
put you down, but my son is a cardinal. Whenever he
walks into a room, people say,'Your Eminence.'"
The fourth Catholic woman sips her coffee in silence.
The first three women give her this subtle "Well...?"
She replies, "My son is a gorgeous, 6'2", hard bodied,
well-hung, male stripper.
Whenever he walks into a room women say, 'My God!'"