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 chimes in, "My son is a bishop. Whenever he walks into a room, people call him 'Your Grace.'"

The third Catholic woman 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 give her a subtle " Well...?" look.

Putting down her coffee cup, she says,

"My son is 6'4", he's terribly handsome, has broad, square shoulders and dresses very well.

Whenever he walks into a room, women say 'Oh, my God...'"