Four Irish Catholic ladies are having coffee together, discussing how important their children are:

The first one tells her friends. "My son is a priest. When he walks into a room, everyone calls him 'Father'."

The second woman chirps, "Well, my son is a bishop. Whenever he walks into a room, people say, "'Your Grace'."

The third woman says smugly, "Well, not to put you down, but my son is a cardinal. Whenever he walks into a room, people say, 'Your Eminence!'."

The fourth woman sips her coffee in silence. The first three women give her this subtle "Well...?"

She replies, "My son is a gorgeous 6'2" Chippendale Model. Whenever he walks into a room, all the women say, "My God..."