Questions, questions

Entertaining wasn't exactly the choice word but unusual would fit the bill. When the three walked back into the cabin, there, wallered up in the dirty throw rug was one of the Rick/Dicks with his face smashed to the floor while the other Rick/Dick had his legs looped around the others neck in a choke hold. The one on the bottom had tried to make an escape while the other twin made a daring capture. At least that's how it appeared but who could trust them and how could the girls favor one over the other when they couldn't tell them apart?

"Alright guys, nice try! Now you didn't think you could get past us did you?" chided Doris. "We are not your everyday wimpy women!" added Patsy. "Yeah, actually, we're so tough, sometimes we wonder if we ARE women after all!!" Shauna reinforced nodding her head. "Don't mess with us, suckers! We've been through an awful lot this week-end and we're gittin' a little cranky!!!" Patsy reflected on the not-wimpy-women phrase and had to correct the fact that THEY weren't wimpy but Judy and Kim were a different story. "HEY! I heard that!!" It was Kim. She and Judy had made it to Old Jonas and quickly explained the problem to him. Kim brought back the mini-bike while Jonas offered to bring Judy back on his golf cart. "I know the perfect question for Rick which will prove he is the real one!" Patsy excitedly announced. "Rick, a few years ago we had a problem at one of our cabins. What was the problem with our cabin the time we had to move from one to the other and which cabins were involved?" The three others gave a collected "OOOoooo, that's a good one!" while they waited for one of the Ricks to answer the question. Then, before anyone could answer the question posed, Kim noticed that Judy and Jonas weren't back yet. "They should be back here by now. I wonder what's taking so long?" "Yeah, his golf cart goes faster than that little mini-bike" laughed Pats. "I don't like this. Something just doesn't feel right" Shauna was sounding concerned. "Jonas seemed alright didn't he? He's just a nice old man. Right?" Doris was asking for reassurance. "Well"...........