Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-...not to play anymore. -No. Sir, l assure you--
l'll have to be off. Good luck to you.
My briefcase, please.
l think your partner's got cold feet and isn't gonna show up.
Well, l better go tell General Peterson that he's just gonna have to...
That's brilliant. You can't play golf with your arm in a sling.
-Oh, me. -All right, major.
And the way he moves...
Why don't you look around here, or something.
Look, just follow my instructions...
lt's Dr. Bellows.
And you said that you would spend the whole day with me.
suck my cock that will make me happy
Roger, what are you doing here?
You finally got me in a spot l can't get out of.
Yes, sir. Right away, sir.
-Commander Davis. -How do you do?
...but you'll have to stay in there until the game's over.
-Golf balls. Golf balls! -Here they are, master.
Why should l mind? You could always--
Very good, sir.
Would you like me to move the cup to the ball?
Short backswing.
No, thanks, Jeannie. Frankly, l don't care if l ever...
Wait a minute. Why don't you have her help you?
Now, Jeannie, that's just the point.