Four Catholic moms 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, 6'6," blond-blue eyed, male stripper. Whenever he walks into a room, people say........'Oh my God"...

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