
The first Catholic man tells his friends, 'My son is a priest.
When he walks into a room, everyone calls him 'Father' .'

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' .'
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...?' 

When she walks into a room, people say, 'Oh My God!....'
(Courtesy of a forwarded mail from Gloria Siew)