There’s a perfectly good grocer right here in town. For the record, I don’t remember The Flintstones having to forage.
No can do, Bos. My fellow doper and sometimes colleague Regellag The Axe is in the Barbarian space, and I take a pretty strict no compete stance in matters like this. I stay out of Barbarianism, and he stays out of SuperVillainry and other matters of world domination. I’m sure you’ll agree there’s no reason to upset the applecart (so to speak).
She’s a modern, “liberated” cavewoman. She’ll figure out a way to drag herself around, I guess.
The Barbarians are not exclusive. Please note the presence of Hentor the Barbarian.
Now were you aiming for Neanderthal, Troglodyte, full time Spelunker or Crazy Hermit?
Jim
Indeed. I forgot about Hentor. Nonetheless, I’ve never worked with him, so I can’t vouch for his credentials. It could be an honorary title, for all I know.
Hmm. I hadn’t considered the possible evolutionary choices. I guess I’m questing towards whatever Fred was.
Well Fred was a Stone Age salute of the Jackie Gleason, not a caveman. He had a solid, well constructed stone house, a job and many other non-caveman things. He also had a wide range of Jesus Horses.
Jim
What a strange thing to say. Fred Flintstone was a fine Cave Man. I don’t know what would posess you to denigrate him in such a blatant manner.
Indeed sir! I have never been so insulted. My credentials are impeccable. I am the very model of a modern major barbarian.
I shall slap your face with this white glove and demand my satisfaction.
It shall be large rocks at dawn.
As the challenger, is not the right of weapons Mr Smith’s? 
Protocol? I’m a barbarian!
Ah, I was confused by the “modern major” and “white gloves”. My mistake.
Jim
Actually that would make you Mark Mothersbaugh.
Incidently when did we become a contingent?
Nothing Official, just a word that spilled out of my head and onto the dope.
Jim
:smack: Ah! I get it now. Jersey? What Exit?
I’m a bit slow.
Can’t we just settle this peacably with large rocks?
Oh. Yes. Of course.
This is the first step to your eventually becoming a lawyer, is it not?
What, and give up my aspirations to become foreman at the quarry? I think not.
Hey Smith, once you get settled in your new digs, come on over to my place and we’ll have some cactus juice and throw some darts. My neanderthal woman will throw some bronto-burgers on the fire for us…man, neanderthal chicks are sooo hot! Did you know their hoohahs go sideways…?
I think I’m sophisticated
cos I’m living my life like a good homo sapien.
But all around me everybody’s multiplying
Till theyre walking round like flies, man.
So I’m no better than the animals sitting in their cages in the zoo, man.
'Cos compared to the flowers and the birds and the trees
I am an ape man.