On this episode, we plunge wrist deep into the color world of pillow princesses, dog play, and sketchy massage guys.

This week on the pod we’ve got missing flesh lights, lazy innuendos, and some cool guys looking to service some tiddays. Plus, we chitter chatter about The Pick Up Artist, all time sex partner record holders, and the magic of the bidet.

Just Shrew and Chester. Lots of Rona talk up front, but plenty of CL spice in the back 9. Thanks for listening!

Just lil short guy that Shrew and I recorded last week. We’ve got more examples of horny gals that are definitely human women and not robots. We got people offering jobs and people looking for bush. Lastly, if you know a Craigslist moderator please lend a hand. Those poor bastards have given up.

This week we welcome back the wonderful Waffles to dig through the trash heap with us. Looking for love in an orgy. Romancing strangers in a gas station bathrooms. It's all here. Plus, we tackle an important question: can you really say you're doing your part if you wouldn't lend your bathroom to an essential worker with IBS?

Boy do we have some polished turds for you this week. Increasingly dumb takes on the ongoing pandemic. A VERY generous fluffer. One gentlemen who is very turned on by lawnmowers.

This week we bring back treasured guest Mike P for some spicy takes on Only Fans accounts, settling for Subway, sliding into someone’s Zoom dm’s, and one very angry Craigslist crusader who is determined to return Missed Connections to its former glory.

Robots snatching up jobs. Baby play. Sorcerers stealing souls left and right. Plus, people have some spicy takes about the Georgia’s reopening.

What’s up nerds?! We hope you’re out there weathering this damn ‘demic as best you can. Treasured guest Guac rejoins us for this episode. We’ve got acts of Grand Theft Nintendo, examples of blatant corporate pandering, and one gentleman who claims himself to be the grand master of social distancing.

Welcome back to our porn bunker, I mean podcast! This week on UFB Video Diaries, we’ve got folks developing quarantine crushes, nighttime-only housekeepers, and the world’s saddest cocktail (hint: it involves Cheerwine).