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Abie, a rather shy and retiring gentleman who lives southwest, sent this
one about Roman Catholics gathered in a coffee shop...

Four men and one woman, all Roman Catholic, were having coffee.

The first man tells his friends, "My son is a priest at St. Mark's - when he
walks into a room, everyone calls him: Father."

The second man chirps, "My son is a Bishop. When he comes into a room,
people call him: Your Grace."

The third gent says, "My son is a Cardinal. When he enters a room, everyone
says: Your Eminence."

The fourth man then says, "My son is the Pope. When he walks into a room,
people call him: Your Holiness."

Since the lone woman was sipping her coffee in silence, the four men give
her a subtle, "Well...?"

She proudly replies, "I have a daughter, Regina Marie, she's slim, tall, has
size 38D breasts, a 24" waist and 34" hips. When she walks into a room,
people usually say: Oh My God."
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