Four Catholic mothers were having coffee together and discussing how wonderful their children are.

The first mother tells her friends, “My son is a priest. When he walks into a room, everyone calls him ‘Father’.”

The second Catholic woman chirps, “Well, my son is a Bishop. Whenever he walks into a room, people say, ‘Your Grace’.”

The third Catholic woman says smugly, “Well, not to put you down, but my son is a Cardinal. Whenever he walks into a room, people say, ‘Your Eminence’.”

The fourth Catholic woman sips her coffee in silence.

The first three women give her a subtle “Well…?”

She replies, “My son is a handsome, 6′ 2″, hard-bodied, Chippendale’s male stripper. Whenever he walks into a room, all the girls say, ‘Oh, my God!’”