Four Catholic ladies 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 mother says, 'My son is a cardinal. Whenever he walks into a room, people say, 'Your Eminence.'
Since the fourth Catholic woman sips her coffee in silence, the first three women give her this subtle, 'Well?'
So she replies, 'My son is a gorgeous, 6' 2', hard-bodied dancer. When he walks into a room, people say, 'Oh my God!'