Caveman Goof: I think I've got to invent the tissue. I want to be able to blow my nose.
Pistol: Gasp! I have just the thing to cure your cold! (Claps hands to call butler to bring soup)
Caveman Goof: Gawrsh…I bet this is some ancient secret potion, passed down through the ages.
Pistol: Actually, it's chicken soup. It'll make you feel better.