Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Homer, meet my team of engineers. They're gonna build your car.
We need to meet.
Maybe he said that to make conversation.
-What was he so upset about? -Good Lord.
Oh, my God!
A year later, I married your mother and we had you.
Dad! Pop! Not a few words! Not getting a few words! Dad! Pop! Not a few words! Not getting a few words!
-Are we there yet? -Just a little further.
Now I've found it.
I said a place to put my drink.
-Hello? Hello? Stupid phone! -Knock it off! I'm here!
-What's that? -The onboard computer.
But Strata, I want to keep my second fridge! Oh for God’s sake, random resident, it’s an empty threat
-I want to pay you $200,000 a year! -And I want to let you!
I love this kid. Hawk your brains out.
I'm here! Where's that millionaire chip off the old block I call sonny?
A car for all the Homer Simpsons out there.
This monstrosity, cost $700,000!?!
Po Po Po Po Power with Bearglove
Some things are so snazzy they never go out of style. Tail fins...
Please! This is my life we're talking about here!
“Uncle Corey” sounds so formal. Do you think you can call me “Unky Cor”?
Yeah. I want you to help me design a car.