Four old Catholic men and a beautiful Catholic woman were having coffee in St. Peters Square.
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 bows their head and says ‘Your Eminence’.”
The fourth Catholic man says very proudly, “My son is the Pope. When he walks into a room people call him ‘Your Holiness’.”
Since the lone beautiful Catholic woman was sipping her coffee in silence, The four men give her a subtle, “Well….?”
She proudly replies, “I have a daughter, slim and tall, 40 D breasts, 24″ waist, and 34 hips.”
My beautiful Catholic daughter is called by a more significant name
When she walks into a room, people say, ” Oh MY God “
The men had no answer for after all how much higher can one get.