Hello, Creeps!

This is the end. Join the original Creeps trio for one last journey into the world of weird discussions and inevitable talk about dicks, nu metal, and intercourse with amphibians. If you've listened to this show for any amount of time, that sentence should not come as any sort of surprise to you. Come reminisce with us on the last few fun years of the show that you were apart of just as much as we were. We love each and every one of you, whether you interacted with us through social media, sent us cool stuff, or simply clicked download even once. It's been a pleasure to (hopefully) have made you all laugh and bring even a sliver of a bright spot to your days. We were just three best friends who wanted to sit down in front of a microphone and do what we would have done even if one weren't present. We were lucky enough to walk away with a lot of love and support too. So sit back and laugh with us one last time, except if you're on Stitcher where you'll be sitting down with us sometime in 2023 probably.  Good ev

We did it! We actually came back in or around one week's time! Come celebrate with us as we dedicate this episode to fan of the show BIG NELSON, and cover a story he suggested from the very legitimate pages of National Geographic. Really making us exit our comfort zone, Nels. Then we have a tale that's one big dick joke from a not-so-legitimate publication. Enjoy!

The real Easter miracle had occurred! Hello, Creeps! rise from their tombs to deliver onto you a message of peace! Move over Jesus, make way for the real messiah! That's right it's...not us, but the clone of King David? Come find out how, plus surfing dogs, sexy aliens, and a heifer hauling ass in traffic. Yep, it's that same Creeps energy in 2021, baby!

This week the Creeps inadvertently bring you a Bigfoot focused episode. Yes, believe it or not, we only make this level of organization and synergy look like it was planned. We actually have no idea what we're doing. Also in this episode: making fun of plenty of white racists and traitors.

Happy new year, everyone! New year, new very serious serious show format for the Creeps! Come listen to us be hard edged journalists as we give you our thoughts on the insurrection and the latest in our Covid-19 status. We switch gears and deliver that works news you crave as Coral talks about a peculiar case of ghosts, animal sacrifices, and a lot of Borat. Like almost too much. Fre brings us the tale of a mutated calf that inspires people to dream about lottery numbers. Yep, very serious journalism. Enjoy!

Just when you thought we were down, the Creeps get back up and deliver one more episode to get you through the remainder of this wasteland of a year. No special stories this week, but come listen to Fre and Coral regale you with their holiday stories and run-ins with the plague. Enjoy and we wish you all a happy and safe new year. Or, you know, we modestly hope we make it til at least February. 

The Creeps are back unusually quick this week compared to their last few episodes. Shocked? So are they. You better just take this very small victory and join them as they discuss the election and our new president elect Juhbiden, a murderer caught wearing her victim's shirt (yeeep), and a man who is allergic to electricity and 5G. So basically, just the typical stories that will force you to lose your faith in humanity. We do pick historical figures to have ghost sex with though, so that's pretty good. Enjoy!

Time is meaningless in 2029, but timing can still be impeccable! The Creeps are back JUST in time for their favorite holiday: Halloween! Was this purposely timed or did their laziness lapse at just the right time? You'll never know. Join Fre and Coral as they have some spooky spooky discussions and share stories about critters that will swarm and eat your flesh as well as have sex with your wife. Wait what? Happy Halloween!

What happens when The Creeps get sucked into The Phantom Zone that is 2020 and the last two months only feel like a couple weeks went by? We get yelled at by listeners to put out a new episode because they think we died. Don't worry! We're only dead on the inside. We also though the last episode we dropped was legit 2 weeks ago. 2020 is real fucking weird, man. Time is meaningless. Thankfully, Coral and Fre are back with tales of supermarket deaths and grave diggin'! Do they somehow connect the stories to Weekend at Bernies? Does someone randomly bring up Captain America's dick? Do we get off track and discuss the importance of Napalm Death in the Indonesian grindcore scene? Of course! It's Hello, Creeps!

It's summer time and taking involuntary hiatuses is easy. Have no fear because the Creeps are here, returned to this quarantine hellscape! Fre takes us to a seemingly nondescript house in Wales where strange noises plague the family? Gangs? Sex sounds? Screaming children? Check on all that! Coral takes us to the mighty state of Idaho for some interesting UFO statistics as well as enlightening us with the bold feats of a dildo thief. Enjoy!

The Creeps come at you hard from quarantine this week. Civilization continues its ever-quickening descent into madness, but the Coral and Fre still have time to read you a story about a famous porn star's side job as a fucking SHAMAN as well as a nice, pleasant, giddy tale about pre-WW2 Hitler and how he was such a swell, nice fellow to a group of girl scouts from England. Isn't that nice? Wow, totally makes up for genocide and world domination, right? RIGHT?

You're in for a treat this week with this wild one of an episode. Be grateful we are fatherless on father's day so we can bring you maximum entertainment without being burdened by patriarchal obligations! Ha! Join us as we cover the newest doomsday signs as well as the new Mayan predicted date that may or may not have past. We also discuss the haunted hotel NBA players were just to spooked to stay in. Did John Starks ask to sleep in Patrick Ewing's room because he was afraid? We're gonna say definitely. Enjoy!

We're going to break away from the usual nonsense we reserve for this space to briefly declare that Hello, Creeps! and our extended family stand fully behind BLM and the movement to annihilate outward and systematic racism in this country. You'll hear a lot about it in the first half of the episode, buy we encourage you to do what you can to contribute to the cause in whatever way you feel fulfills you and raises the community. Here's a quote from Shakespeare's "Comedy of Errors" spoken by Dromio of Ephesus that has been stuck in my mind for the past week that is all too applicable: We came into the world like brother and brother, And now let’s go hand in hand, not one before another.   Don't worry, there are still stories about cannibalism and invisibility, along with plenty of dick jokes inside, just pay attention to what's really happening out there. 

The Creeps return and assess just how haunted Fre's apartment is. Find out how many boxes of straight up spooky shit Coral checks off that would explain Fre's insanity. Speaking of which, he spews some of the insanity that's driven him into deep rabbit holes since the last episode as he tries to uncover more information in Jenova as well as discovering other creepy mini cult leaders. Also Fre is now in a cult...so there's that. 

The Creeps are back and coming to you live from the all-consuming quarantine madness. Come hear us descend just a little bit further into hilarity. Coral has some sad news on the Roswell Galacticon immediately followed by a harsh judgement on UFO elitists. Fre has an update on everyone's favorite Final Fantasy House soulbounder Jennifer Cornet as well as her super villain origin story. Also, Coral becomes Ken Griffey Jr. and this episode is brought to you by Bic Razors but also 100% is not. 

Coral's life partner Fre is busy fighting Covid-69 so his other life partner steps up to fill in as a guest host! Pau, Coral's wife, finally pops in to touch on tales of Creeps past: Find out what her favorite haunted experiences were, her perspective of the night Coral was baptized into santeria and some weird experiences she's had throughout her life. If you ever wondered who could possibly agree to marry someone on this show here's your chance to find out! Thank you to Pau for filling in!

Isolation can't hold the Creeps down, as they break down the walls of quarantine (at a safe distance of course) and bring you isolation fun. Coral discusses his intense experience with the prospect of death, Fre discusses a pizza he should not have consumed all of, and the Creeps dive into the idea of astral projection. Where will they end up and while will it be Davel's room to terrify him? Only one way to find out! Stay safe!

No pandemic can stop the Creeps! We've adapted and overcome to bring you the news your crave. Or don't want at all. I don't know. In any case, this week Fre informs you of the real plague we should be watching while Coral drops a cryptid in Africa you probably never heard of. There's a story about a burger and a magical plantain land that aliens landed in too. Yep. 

The Creeps are coming at you from the newly quarantined Boo Box to bring you the regularly scheduled funnies because this is the one show you can NEVER cancel, baby. Unless one of us gets the 'rona then we definitely cancelled. Nonetheless, the show goes on and Fre explores the possibility of this pandemic being predicted years ago. Could we have prevented this if we listened to some loony old battle axe? Coral pays his respects to Mad Mike Hughes and his final moments of trying to prove the Earth is flat. Fre is...less respectful. Enjoy and stay safe out there!

This week, the Creeps take you back to their uncomfortable past and Coral takes you through his uncomfortable present. Fre discusses his odd day and an old backyard wrestling injury that leads him to perusing an old LiveJournal account and sharing some of his shame. Coral shares a detailed account of his visit to Zak Bagan's Haunted Museum in Vegas. How much spooky spooky did Coral bring home with him? Will he be in the next Conjuring movie? Is Coral now Patrick Wilson? IS HE FUCKING NITE OWL? Only one way to find out.