Ukas vits: Fire mødre skryter av sønnene sine
november 7, 2006
Four Irish Catholic ladies were having coffee and playing bridge.
The first woman tells her friends «My son is a priest. When he walks into a room, everyone calls him ‘Father.'»
The second woman chirps, «My son is a bishop. Whenever he walks into a room, people call him ‘Your Grace’.»
The third crone said «My son is a cardinal. Whenever he walks into a room, people say ‘Your Eminence’.»
The fourth woman sipped her coffee in silence, the first three women give her a subtle «Well…?» She replied, «My son is a handsome, 18 year old, 6′ 2,» body builder, athlete, intellectual, entertainer, college junior and when he walks into a room, people say, ‘Oh, my God…’.»