Four Catholic ladies were having coffee.
The first woman said, "My son is a priest. When he walks into a room, everyone calls him 'Father.'"
The second woman chirped, "My son is a bishop. Whenever he walks into a room, people call him 'Your Grace.'"
The third mother said, "My son is a cardinal. Whenever he walks into a room, people say 'Your Eminence.'"
The fourth woman sipped her coffee in silence. The first three gave her a subtle look, as if to say, "Well?"
She replied, "My son is a gorgeous, 6'2", hard-bodied dancer. When he walks into a room, people say, 'Oh my God!'"