The first Catholic man tells his friends, 'My son is a priest.
When he walks into a room, everyone calls him 'Father' .'
The second Catholic man chirps, 'My son is a bishop.
When he walks into a room people call him 'Your Grace'.'
The third Catholic gent says, 'My son is a cardinal.
When he enters a room everyone says 'Your Eminence' .'
The fourth Catholic man chirps, 'My son is the Pope.
When he walks into a room people call him 'Your Holiness'.'
Since the lone Catholic woman was sipping her coffee in silence, the four men give her a subtle, 'Well...?'
She replies, 'I have a daughter. She is slim, tall and 36D-22-38.
When she walks into a room, people say, 'Oh My God!....'
(Courtesy of a forwarded mail from Gloria Siew)
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