So, Amy Mickelson has a little breast cancer?  So what?  Sure, there might be some bumps on the greens but I’d still like to put my shaft between those twin peaks.  In fact, I’ll even take a few mulligans on that.  And yeah, I’ll finish.  Dare I say, her remission puts me into submission.  No matter what her look I want to get it in her hole…

Cheerful and UV protected.

Frolicking in the brush.

Classy.

Patriotic.

Clutching onto something hard.

Pretending to laugh.

Pretending to be Erin Brockovich.

This doesn’t need even need an explanation.

I wish he would get swallowed up in the long grass already…

So, I could give Amy her next mammogram.  Oh, the mammories…