A conversation my boyfriend and I had in the car the other night:
Boyfriend: I didn't like those Costco burgers as much as the President's Choice ones.
Me: How come? I thought they were good.
Boyfriend: I don't know. I think there was too much filler or something. There wasn't enough meat, you know, something to rip at.
Me: You mean, sink your teeth into?
Me: Does that bring you back to your caveman days?
Boyfriend: You brought me back to my caveman days last night, except you were conscious.