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 chirps¹, "My son is a bishop². Whenever he walks into a room, people call him, "Your Grace."

The third Catholic mother says, "My son is a cardinal³. Whenever he walks into a room, people say, "Your Eminence⁴."

Since the fourth Catholic woman sips⁵ 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!"