I couldn't stand this one, mostly just because Fred was such a colossal jerk. Wilma literally enhances his life in pretty much every way that he could hope for, and asks NOTHING of him in return (and he's content to give nothing in return).
-She does all of his work for him, and so well that he gets promoted, which he'd never been able to do on his own
-She cleans him up and helps him socially fit in, which he'd never been able to do on his own
-She has copious amounts of sex with him, which he'd never been able to do with anyone else
And then when, for the first time, a woman shows interest in him, he jumps in the sack with her immediately. As-is, he'll likely lose his job (because he can't do it as well as Wilma could), will be lonely again (Crummy, the office prostitute, isn't exactly a long term relationship), and is no better equipped to live in the world than he was before (except perhaps, more stylish clothes). Woohoo! Victory against the oppressing slavedriver dillweeds of the world! What? I'm supposed to be sad at the end of their relationship?
Why?
The Flintstones references seemed like nothing more than a gimmick distraction, some brand naming to grab my attention but not really enhancing the story.