Four ladies were...

Four ladies were having coffee one afternoon. The first women 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 lady says, "My son is a Cardinal. Whenever he walks into a room, he's called 'Your Eminence.'"

The fourth woman sips her coffee in silence, the first three women prod her with a subtle, "Well?"

So she replies, "My son is 6'2. He has broad, square shoulders. Terribly handsome. Tight muscular body. Hard buns and a very nice bulge. He is also a male dancer at a female strip club and whenever he walks into a room, women gasp, 'OH MY LORD!'