Wacky Lesbian Hour

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It’s like Penny Arcade, but a little less gay. Created by @keithstack.com

PANEL 1 Leslie and Brianne are sitting in a Mexican restaurant. Brianne is holding a gigantic, partially eaten burrito. She looks very full and miserable. BRIANNE (looking at burrito): Urgh... must finish... massive burrito... PANEL 2 BRIANNE (looking towards Leslie): Gotta... impress... wife... PANEL 3 Leslie looks worried. LESLIE: Brianne, you really don't have to finish that burrito, it's not going to impress- PANEL 4 Brianne shoves the massive burrito into her mouth. BRIANNE: OMFF...
Drawings of Leslie and Brianne mimicking various recent art trends, such as kissing barrier, Frieren looking up, Brooklyn sweater, face under broken mask, and boobs in book.
PANEL 1 Leslie and Brianne are standing in their kitchen, eating pickles. PANEL 2 Brianne: It's crazy that pickles are zero calories. They taste so good! PANEL 3 Leslie: Yeah, but they're high in sodium. PANEL 4 Leslie: That's how they get ya.
PANEL 1 Leslie and Brianne are in their car. Brianne is driving. Leslie: Brianne, how do YOU deal with people who spout the most asinine beliefs? Brianne: Eh, I usually just nod and agree with whoever I'm talking to at the moment. PANEL 2 Leslie: That's no way to live! You ought to take a stand, and speak up for what you really believe in! PANEL 3 Brianne (turning to Leslie and nodding): Damn, you're so right. I completely agree. Leslie: Well, I'm glad you've come to your sens- PANEL 4 Leslie (disgruntled, whipping her head back towards Brianne): Hey wait a minute!
PANEL 1 Leslie and Brianne are sitting on the couch together. Brianne: Now that Betty Boop is in the public domain, does that mean we can go on crazy adventures with Betty Boop? PANEL 2 Olaf from Disney's Frozen walks into frame towards Leslie and Brianne. Olaf: Not exactly... PANEL 3 Olaf: While the original 1930 iteration of Betty Boop is public domain, her more recognizable human form is still trademarked. PANEL 4 Leslie: Wow, thanks for clearing that up, Olaf from Disney's Frozen.
PANEL 1 Leslie is sitting on the couch, anxiously looking down at the cat, who is wriggling around adorably. PANEL 2 The cat continues to wriggle around, and "bleps" by sticking his tongue out. PANEL 3 Leslie (sweating heavily, thinking to herself): Keep yourself collected, Leslie... We are NOT a quirky chungus couple. We are NOT a quirky chungus couple. We are NOT- PANEL 4 The cat is seen, still wriggling around. Brianne (walking in from offscreen, pointing at the cat): Aww-hawww shit, what's that little guy up to this time? Leslie (turning to Brianne, in a full panic): Brianne, no!!
Text on a white background, Sunday, February 1st keith2002.newgrounds.com youtube.com/@keithjohnstack The sides of Leslie and Brianne's hair are at the periphery of the image.
penileqweef asked: How far up can Brianne pick her nose Leslie and Brianne are waiting at a bus stop. Brianne has shoved her arm so far up her nose that her hand is poking out from the bottom of her skirt.
Brianne is lookin’ all spooky and Leslie looks concerned.
Anonymous asked: Give Leslie rhinoplasty Leslie has a large, Squidward-like nose. Brianne is smitten by it. Leslie says, "Check it out, I got "The Squidward"..." Brianne says, "Hubba-hubba!"
Anonymous asked: Could you draw Leslie doing a big flip??? Please???? Leslie is doing a big flip on a skateboard. Brianne says, "Cool!"
Leslie is lighting up a cigarette on the stove. Behind her, Brianne is bending backwards from her hips up. BRIANNE: Hey Leslie, check it out, I'm reverse bowing! This is how they flip people off in Japan.
Brianne and Leslie are showcasing their Newgrounds "Frontpaged" trophies from 2025 and 2005 on a shelf. The 2005 trophy is a bit old and dusty. Big text reads, "Thanks for the Frontpaged-ing!" A mouse looks on and thinks, "Blam this piece of crap!"
Brianne and Leslie are sitting on their couch. Brianne is holding a video game controller. BRIANNE: Duuuhh... How do I turn off gyro controls again?? LESLIE (smug): Heh... It's actually pronounced YEEro.
Brianne sees a sign that says, "VOTE HERE TODAY | VOTE AQUI HOY" outside of a building. She runs into the building, and writes in "Aqui Hoy" for President on a ballot.
Brianne is sitting at the computer, watching Wacky Lesbian Hour: Ep 1 on Newgrounds. BRIANNE: Boy, we've been around for a while, huh? Though maybe some of our stuff has, aaah, not aged too well... LESLIE: Yeah, especially out WW2-era material! Leslie is seen holding an old film reel of the 1942 classic short, "Leslie & Brianne Slap and Tease the Japanese!"
Brianne and Leslie are drinking coffee in a diner. BRIANNE (hungover): Oof... my head is killing me... (raising up her arm) I may be getting TOO OLD for all-night, get-drunk-watch-Monk sessions... LESLIE: Y'know, it's very unnatural to hold your arm up like that when you talk... BRIANNE (pointing her finger upwards): I disagree. I think it's VERY natural. LESLIE: That's not even your dominant arm.
Leslie and Brianne are passed out in their living room, surrounded by empty beer cans and bottles. Light passing through the window wakes up a hungover Leslie. She looks at the TV. An "Are you still watching "Monk"?" screen is displayed. Leslie hurls a beer bottle at the TV while yelling, "Yes, I'm still watching fucking Monk!"
We see Leslie's dad sitting in a chair. LESLIE'S DAD (growing in intensity until his eyes are bulging out of his head): YaaaAAAAAAAAH We see Brianne and Leslie sitting on a couch next to Leslie's dad. BRIANNE: Is your dad okay? LESLIE: Yeah, that's just kinda how he yawns.
Leslie and Brianne are laying in bed. Leslie is fast asleep, while Brianne is awake and futzing around on her phone. BRIANNE'S PHONE (loudly): WITH LIBERTY MUTUAL INSURAN- The loud phone startles Brianne, and awakens Leslie. LESLIE (groggily): Huh? Brianne furiously taps at her phone to quiet it. LESLIE: Whuh was that? Whuh's goin' on? Brianne tucks Leslie back into bed. BRIANNE: Shh... This is a dream. You're dreaming. Go back to sleep. LESLIE: Oh, okay...
Leslie and Brianne are sitting on their couch. BRIANNE: You’ve got something in your teeth. LESLIE: Oh, can you get it? Brianne shoves her entire upper-torso into Leslie’s mouth. LESLIE (thinking): Hey, is she taking a nap in my mouth again? We see that Brianne is taking a nap in Leslie’s mouth. BRIANNE: Ah, so warm and cozy…
Leslie and Brianne are walking towards the entrance of a nail salon. BRIANNE: Why do they always wear masks at this place? Even before COVID. LESLIE: I think it’s because they deal with dangerous chemicals all day. Leslie and Brianne enter the nail salon, and two employees notice them. EMPLOYEE (whispering into other employee’s ear): Oh jeez, it’s those ladies who smell weird as hell again. Grab me my mask!
Leslie is watching Brianne, who is in front of the refrigerator, holding up a case of soda cans to the fridge shelf. BRIANNE: Hey Leslie, check it out. I got a COOL trick to get all the sodas in the fridge at once. Brianne begins opening the flaps on the back of the soda case. BRIANNE: First, you gotta open up the flaps on both sides… The soda cans start pouring out of the back side of the case, rolling onto the floor. BRIANNE: Ah, I fucked it up! The soda cans are all over the floor. A mouse steals one of them. BRIANNE: I fucked up my cool trick, Leslie.
Leslie and Brianne are seen leaving The Met. Brianne looks disappointed. BRIANNE: What a ripoff. Mr. met wasn’t even there today!
Brianne draws a simplistic pair of breasts on a piece of paper. She raises the piece of paper up to her faces while her arms tremble and face blushes. BRIANNE: H... holy shit... Brianne runs down the hallway, past Leslie, towards the bathroom. BRIANNE: Out of my way! I need to jerk off! I need to jerk off immediately!!
Leslie and Brianne are walking down the street. Brianne is wearing one of those shirts that goes down over the crotch like a swimsuit, without pants. LESLIE: I don't think those crotch shirts are meant to be worn without a skirt or pants or something. BRIANNE: They said the same thing about leggings! I'm just ahead of the curve!
Briane is GAMING while Leslie stands behind her. BRIANNE: I'm glad video games are so much more progressive nowadays. LESLIE: Really? Why's that? We see Brianne pointing to one of the PS2 Dead or Alive games on their TV. BRIANNE: Because interlaced looks awful on modern displays!
Some guy is pointing at Leslie and Brianne. GUY: So which one of you is the goofy one and which is the straight man? BRIANNE: Uh, we're both gay women, dumbass lmao
Leslie and Brianne are blindfolded, throwing darts at a board with the words "TAKE OUT", "TACOS", and "CURRY" on them. There are thrown darts all over the walls, the floors, and in the gals, but none on the dartboard. LESLIE (lifting her blindfold): We have GOT to find a better way to decide what to eat for dinner.
Brianne inserts a quarter into a Pac-Man arcade cabinet. BRIANNE: Oh hell yeah, time to play some Pac-Man! A lengthy End User License Agreement appears on the screen. BRIANNE: What the fuck?
Brianne is walking down the street when she spots a hair clip on the ground. BRIANNE: Woah, did someone lose their hair clip? I love fidgeting with these things! Brianne clack-clacks the clamp, and a magic genie comes out of the clamp. GENIE: Behold, I am the Great Genie of the Clamp! Tell me what you desire, and I shall make it a reality. BRIANNE: Oh uuh, yeah I just wanna go home and play video games and fuck my wife. GENIE: Were you not going to do that anyway? Young lady, I can grant you fame, fortune… power! BRIANNE (walking away): Ehh, that’s too much to think about. I wish you’d find something else to do. The genie spots a flyer for guitar lessons on a telephone pole, and starts taking a number with an inquisitive smirk.
Leslie and Brianne are sitting in a therapist’s office. LESLIE: So we got into a huge argument over who has the smellier dad- BRIANNE: It’s mine! He’s way stinkier. THERAPIST: Okay… and why do you both feel the need to be so competitive over this? LESLIE: Who cares? Look, our dads are going to be here any minute, and we need you to sniff them and tell us which one is smellier. THERAPIST: Wait, what? LESLIE: We told them there was a pinball tournament. BRIANNE: Yeah, dads love pinball. All of ‘em. It’s crazy! Leslie and Brianne’s stinky fathers burst into the room. LESLIE’S DAD: Where are the damn pinball tables? BRIANNE’S DAD: What’s going on? Is there pinball in here? The dads start wandering around the therapist’s office. LESLIE (to therapist): Do you have, like, a pinball game on your phone that can distract them? BRIANNE: Get a good whiff, quick!! THERAPIST: Get the hell out of my office!
Leslie and Brianne are at a bus stop, waiting for the bus. LESLIE: Where the hell is the bus? It’s been over forty minutes!! Leslie pulls out and starts lighting up a cigarette. LESLIE: Eh, it’s probably safe to light up another cig. The bus pulls up. LESLIE: Oh, god damn it!!
Brianne is about to step on some LEGO brand building blocks with her bare feet, but then the LEGO brand building blocks teleport to the ceiling. Brianne turns back to see a spooky face in the shadows of a nearby doorway. BRIANNE: Wow, thank you, Skinkamadink! SPOOKY FACE: Yeah, no problem.
Brianne is sitting on a couch with a cat sleeping in her lap. Leslie is engulfed in flames and crawling towards her. LESLIE: Brianne, help!! I’m on FIRE!! BRIANNE: Ah, gee, the cat just got really comfy on my lap. LESLIE: Oh shit, that is adorable. Nevermind, don’t move, I got this.
Leslie stands in the middle of her messy home and looks around. LESLIE: Ugh, this place is such a mess! I wish I had the TIME to clean. Leslie takes a look at her phone. She begins scrolling on her phone, and continues scrolling for the rest of the comic.
Leslie is holding a Nintendo 64 controller. LESLIE: I can’t wait to play all three games the N64 library has to offer! We see that the controller is full of that N64 analog stick powder. LESLIE: Ugh, this controller is full of that N64 analog stick powder again. Brianne runs in with a straw. BRIANNE: Yesssssss!! Brianne snorts up the powder and here eyes get all colorful. BRIANNE: Get N or get out!
Leslie and Brianne are walking down the street. BRIANNE: I think I just shit my pants. LESLIE: You’re not wearing pants. BRIANNE: Oh, that’s right. Nevermind.
Leslie and Brianne are sitting on their couch. LESLIE: What’s the weather like today? Brianne turns her head to look out the window. There are large Leslie and Brianne heads with nooses hanging underneath them floating around like balloons. BRIANNE (turning her head back): Seems nice out.
Brianne is hanging up a poster of a pinup girl in mining attire on the wall. LESLIE: Brianne, you need to stop sexualizing miners! They’re terrible for the environment!
Leslie is typing away at her computer at work. She smells something in the air, and picks up her phone. LESLIE: Are you eating my kimchi? We see Brianne, back at home, eating Leslie's kimchi and responding on the phone. BRIANNE: Aah, ya caught me!
Brianne walks towards Leslie. Brianne has visibly large, pointy, polygonal bosoms. BRIANNE: Check it out— I got the Tomb Raider breast implants! LESLIE: Wow, lemme get a closer look! Leslie leans over and stabs her eyeball on Brianne’s pointy breast. LESLIE: Ow!
Leslie and Brianne are watching a stand up comedian. COMEDIAN: If punching down is never funny, explain THIS— The comedian then punches his own groin, falling to the floor in pain.
Leslie is taking off her socks while Brianne barges into the room. BRIANNE: Leslie, wait!! Do you have those sock marks on your legs? Lemme get at that shit!! Brianne begins caressing the sock marks on Leslie’s leg with a look of ecstasy on her face. BRIANNE: Oh fuck yes!!!
Leslie is coming home from work while Brianne is sitting on the couch playing video games. LESLIE: So what did you get up to while I was at work today? Brianne tells a long-winded story about going to Burger King, which is too long to fit into this alt text box.
Leslie wipes the sweat from her forehead as she shits in front of a desk with a laptop and her phone and a Pi device. Brianne is standing there also. LESLIE: Phew! It took me the whole weekend, but I’ve finally finished setting up this Pi. Thousands of games, every system optimally configured… BRIANNE: Wow! So what game are you going to play through now? LESLIE (with a pained, but smiling expression): Ha ha! None of them!
Leslie is sitting at a computer, holding a game controller, and looking back towards Brianne. The computer monitor is rotated 90 degrees, with an image of Andrew Tate on screen. LESLIE: When I hear this game had a tate mode, I didn’t think they meant an Andrew Tate mode! ANDREW TATE: Duuuh, women bad!
Leslie and Brianne are standing in their living room. Brianne looks all wiggly. BRIANNE: I lost my bones, Leslie! LESLIE: What the fuck? Where did your bones go? BRIANNE: They’re gone.
Brianne is reading the Wikipedia page for Society. BRIANNE: This says a lot about society.
Leslie and Brianne are sitting on their couch. LESLIE: Imagine if you could travel back in time and talk to your younger self. Brianne begins imagining talking to herself as a child. YOUNG BRIANNE: Is there VR in the future? BRIANNE: Yeah. YOUNG BRIANNE: Is it cool? BRIANNE: Eh, it’s okay I guess.
Sonic the Hedgehog is seen on the gals’ television. Brianne is pressing a chili dog into the screen, making a mess. BRIANNE: Happy birthday, Sonic! Leslie approaches, holding a screwdriver. LESLIE: Brianne, stop that! We have to open up the TV to give it to him!
Brianne is seen shooting a gigantic spotted lanternfly with a shotgun. Leslie is seen slicing a gigantic spotted lanterfly’s neck with a knife. Text reads, “LESLIE & BRIANNE ARE DOING THEIR PART ARE YOU DOING YOURS? REMEMBER TO KILL ALL SPOTTED LANTERNFLIES WITHOUT HESITATION”
Leslie and Brianne are standing in their kitchen. Brianne is gesturing towards a glowing portal. BRIANNE: Leslie, I tried to set up the coffee machine for tomorrow and accidentally opened some sort of multi-verse portal... LESLIE: Ugh, I am so fucking sick of alternate universes in fiction. It's so creatively bankrupt! Where's my caulking gun? Leslie begins caulking up the portal. On the other side of the portal, we see an alternate Leslie and Brianne in some sort of alternate Brazil universe. Brianne is holding up a can of Nestle Milo. BRAZILIAN BRIANNE: Como eles reduzem esses jogadores de futebol para se enquadrarem no rótulo de Milo? BRAZILIAN LESLIE: Apenas uma das muitas violações dos direitos humanos cometidas pela Nestlé...
Salvatore “Big Pussy” Bonpensiero gestures towards a chair aboard The Stugots. BIG PUSSY: I feel like I can’t stand! Is that okay, Brianne? Can I sit- Brianne pulls out a Beretta 85BB pistol and shoots Big Pussy repeatedly, until he topples over dead. A bottomless Leslie is seen holding a a tub of wax. LESLIE: No, Brianne, I asked you to WAX my pussy! BRIANNE: Oh, whoops.
Leslie and Brianne are sitting on their couch. Leslie is tapping away on her phone. LESLIE: I’m gonna order Little Caesars! I don’t care if it makes me feel like complete shit!! BRIANNE: Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Later, we see Leslie and Brianne in misery, with Little Caesars boxes surrounding their couch. LESLIE: Ugh, I feel like complete shit after eating all that Little Caesars… I wish I hadn’t done that… BRIANNE: Yeah…