Hey, buster.

Beat it, buster.

Okay, buster, who'd you call?

There's a frame missing', buster.

The voice of experience, buster.

You want some too, buster?

I've got it made, buster ?

Buster Keaton in Steamboat Bill, Jr.

You better get out of here, buster!

Here we are! Come on, Buster, Sonny.

All right, buster, what do you do?

Get with it, buster. You don't understand.

That's where the real money is made, buster.

Look, buster, don't you get overstimulated with me.

He said, Do you want some too, buster?

And he said, I got it made, buster.

That's a fine way to run a railroad, buster.

And you said no, because your name isn't buster.

When he said, Do you want some too, buster?

Baby, baby, baby...

Just to give you a practical example of Buster Benson.

Look, I don't care who you are. Blast off, buster.

Baby. Baby.

Baby! Baby!

Oh, baby. Baby, don't cry, baby.

You can turn it off now, buster. You're wasting your batteries.

Hey, buster, my friend would like to buy me another drink.

It makes me sick to breathe the same air. Hey, buster.

Ooh baby baby baby baby (Baby crying) baby (Baby crying) baby (Cat meowing) (Dog barking)

Oh baby baby

They don't make milk for baby elephants... baby orangutans, baby hedgehogs, baby rabbits, baby rats, baby humans, adolescence humans or adult humans.

When it comes to tolerable CO2 emissions, coal is the budget buster.

Actually, it went 11 feet into solid clay and became a bunker buster.

Oh, my baby, my baby.

Baby, give me my baby

Like a bribe buster service, or 1 800 Fight Bribes, or www.stopbribes.org or www.preventcorruption.org.

Like a bribe buster service, or 1 800 Fight Bribes, or www.stopbribes.org or www.preventcorruption.org.

Baby, baby, what's the matter, huh?

Byebye, baby Remember you're my baby

Baby dolphin and baby llamas. Everybody look.

Hey, Bear. What's up, baby? Yeah, baby.

(baby crying) What's the baby doing up?

The final missing piece, the real paradigm buster, is this a gas station on orbit.

Am I to break into the song like the blues man or troubadour. And then from long distance in no blues club am I to sing, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby. Should I now stop singing of love, now that my memory's surrounded by blood? Sister, why oh why do we at times mistake a pimple for a cancer?

Baby,