Hierarchy

Four Catholic ladies are having coffee together.

The first one tells her friends: "My son is a Priest. When he walks into a room, everyone says 'Father'."

The second one chirps: "My son is a Bishop. Whenever he walks into a room, everyone says 'Your Grace'."

The third Catholic lady says smugly, "My son is a Cardinal. When he walks into a room, everyone says 'Your Eminence'."

The fourth Catholic lady, a heavy set woman, just sips her coffee in silence. The first three ladies all ask, "Well...?"

She replies, "My son is a male stripper. He's 6' 2", hard-bodied, and hung like a rhino. When he walks into a room, everyone says, "Oh, my God..."