Creepy Swine Guy : Writing

My Favorite Day

My Favorite Day

A Story by Creepy Swine Guy


It's coming! I can feel it in my old bones. I hear the bats rattling and I smell the hot dogs and the peanuts.
Carjacked

Carjacked

A Story by Creepy Swine Guy


You never know what might end up being an anti-theft device.
Road Rage

Road Rage

A Story by Creepy Swine Guy


Why won't they stay the Hell out of my way. (Rated mature for salty language.)
Heros

Heros

A Story by Creepy Swine Guy


Everyday heros.
Shaken - Not Stirring.

Shaken - Not Stirring.

A Story by Creepy Swine Guy


I'm opening one of the stories from my book for a little while.
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Compartment 114
Compartment 114
Old Wounds

Old Wounds

A Poem by Creepy Swine Guy


Old photos.
The Hell Express

The Hell Express

A Story by Creepy Swine Guy


Thought I'd dabble in a different genre.
The Landlord

The Landlord

A Story by Creepy Swine Guy


It's good to have friends in high places.
Gasp! Social Medicine?

Gasp! Social Medicine?

A Story by Creepy Swine Guy


I’m troubled about our country and what we stand for. We hear arguments about health care reform in which people warn against socialized healt..
Wreck

Wreck

A Story by Creepy Swine Guy


A nasty case of road rash.