Who Killed the Carpet Dog

        I know Mrs.Alexander killed the dog and I have the cold hard facts to bring this old person to justice. She keeps tabs on everyone in the neighbourhood she knows everything about everyone and that just her thing's, she likes the drama and hopes to stir the pot a bit by killing the dog.

         Now since this is an old person with lots of free time but limited life time she probably spends it gardening or cleaning or baking cookies. Chris has caught her gardening before so I'm willing to bet that before she killed the dog she went over to Mrs. Shears house to chat in her garden about plants. Then they would later migrate back inside the house to have tea giving Mrs. Shears no time to lock up the one tool she was using, and that one tool she was using was nothing other than...the pitchfork! The very same tool used to kill Wellington.I assume the time of the murder would be midnight so no one would be around, I would also think she knows about Chris's night walk patterns which are at approximately 3 or 4 in the morning so she would be safe and unseen while murdering the dog with the pitchfork.

         The red herring is harder to find for Mrs.Alexander. Since this is an old lady you would think she wouldn't have the physical capability to shove a pitchfork through a fully grown poodle.while you might be right she probably doesn't but when she went to go kill  Wellington Mrs. Alexander tripped over her own dog and stabs Wellington and almost makes it look like an accident. This benefits her plan because she underestimates her own strength and tripping allowed her to murder the dog with ease


          The last big thing is when Chris went to ask Mrs.Alexander questions about Wellington and she started to chat to Chris which lead her to get tea and biscuits to bring outside. Mrs.Alexander didn't invite Chris inside her house for the tea she insisted on brining it out side. Is she hiding something like her bloody clothes and shoe prints? This seems suspicions since old people are often lonely and regularly invite people inside there homes.


Mrs.Alexander killed Wellington because of her addiction to real life drama, and we can this is true because she knows lots about any given person who live in there neighbourhood.

I am the Egg Man

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5x5NCDYB1Lc

I choose this song because it reminds me of hanging out with my friends and just having fun. Its really about a bunch of guys acting like kids throwing eggs at people riding around town throwing eggs at people out of a car, That's the kind of things  I like to do but i have never actually thrown an egg at some one but hopefully you catch my drift.

now the lyrics
Ahh, yeah
I looked out the window seen his bald head
Ran to the fridge and pulled out an egg
Scoped him with my scopes, he had no hair
Launched that shot and he was caught out there
Saw the convertible driving by
I loaded up the slingshot, let one fly
He went for his to find he didn't have one
Put him in check, correct, with my egg-gun
The egg, a symbol of life
I go inside your house and bust out your wife
I pulled out the jammy, he thought it was a joke
The trigger, I pulled - his face, the yolk
Reached in his pocket, took all his cash
Left my man standing with the egg mustache
Suckers, they come a dime a dozen
"When I say dozen, you know what I'm talkin' about, boy"

Yeah, that's right, I'm the Egg Man, driving around
King of the town (yeah)
Always got my windows rolled down
Ready to throw
You know, I'm the Egg Man

Once upon a time
Egg Man…

Humpty Dumpty was a big fat egg
He was playing the wall, then he broke his leg
Tossed it out the window, three minutes hot
Hit the Rastaman, he said, (Bloodclot!)
What came first, the chicken or the egg?
I egged the chicken, and then I ate his leg
Riding the trains, in between cars
When I pull out the station, You're Gonna Get Yours
Drive-by eggings, plaguing LA
"Yo, you just got my little cousin, ese!"
Sometimes hard-boiled, sometimes runny (Ray)
Comes from a chicken, not a bunny, dummy
People laugh, it's no joke
My name's "Yauch" and I'm throwing the yolk
"Now they got me in a cell," but I don't care
It was then that I got caught catching people out there

Up on the roof, in my car, up all night
I'm going through science like Dolemite
The Mack… Who?
I'm the Egg Man… Taxi driver?
I'm the Egg Man
Egg Man, Egg Man

We all dressed in black, we snuck up around the back
We began to attack, the eggs did crack on Haze's back
Sam I am, down with the program
Green eggs and ham, Yosemite Sam
Come Halloween, you know I come strapped
I throw it at a sucker… "k-pap"
You made the mistake and judge a man by his race
You go through life with egg on your face
Woke up in the morning, peculiar feeling
Looked up and saw egg dripping from the ceiling
The family, punk rocks, the businessman
I'll dog everybody with the egg in my hand
It's not like the crack that you put in a pipe
But crack on your forehead; here's a towel, now wipe

Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man
Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man
Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man, Egg Man...
Egg Man...