Chantal Sarault / Chantal Al-Refae / Foodie Beauty - Delusional drug fiend hamplanet mukbanger from Canada trying to be a glamorous online influencer. Pathological liar, huge bitch, narcissist, animal abuser

So here's the situation.

If you only watch one Chantal stream this year, watch this one. This bitch is crazy.

Apparently she took Nader to the pharmacy to buy his gonorrhea medication. She gave him her card, then took off and abandoned him there. And cancelled her card. And took his phone. Which is technically her phone anyway. She characterizes this as "tricking" him into going into the store so she could "escape". Because she's "afraid". Did he try to insist he sit in on her therapy appointments? Perhaps. But he definitely made her go on a walk yesterday, and that's pretty much abuse.

She decided today was "shitty boyfriend dumping day" and has come to the insightful conclusion that maybe he wasn't being faithful to her. (But they were just friends. But she decided they couldn't be friends after all. Which is why she's dumping him. Although he was her boyfriend. And he clearly cheated on her, even though she made it clear they were just friends.) Then she randomly mentioned that she was going to try extra pickles on a spicy burger. All the while making sounds like she was "so scared" of him, but also that she was a saint and you shouldn't fuck with YouTubers because they'll spill all your secrets. Because that's normal.

Then it occurs to her that she should probably get an STD test, because it's fine when she fucks random crackheads without a condom, but when other, dirty girls do it, it's unfair because they're passing their diseases onto her. She interrupts this for a moment to wonder if you can get gonorrhea from merely being dirty, but then decides that it's not like a yeast infection and that he must have got it from somewhere and given it to her. "It's so disrespectful to sleep with someone dirty," she huffs. All the while, she's clearing her throat (which has been sore for days). Then she wonders if she needs to go to the ER for this before once again confirming that it has to be from cheating and didn't spontaneously arise. She is baffled, though, that he found the time to cheat on her.

Then the suspected troll account who might be his sidechick (or is at least mimicking that) calls. But she's on her way to her online therapy session with the uncredentialled life-coach "intuitive eating" specialist who is so non-judgmental, guize.

"I shouldn't talk about this online. The cops are gonna be so mad at me," she gasps as she heaves herself upstairs.

She's just so GLEEFUL through the whole thing, it's horrifying. The BPD is strong in this one. She loves the drama.

But seriously, do yourselves a favor and watch all 20 minutes of this madness unfold. I can't do it justice here.
You know what I can’t wait to see again in a few days time? Gunt getting all dolled up for an “appointment” or a “grocery shop” and then later admitting she’s back with Nader. It’ll be diabetes 2.0 - “what STD?! He doesn’t have gonorrhoea, prove it! Why do you idiots always believe FFG’s lies?! I can’t help being in love, don’t like it, fuck off, how bout that?”
 
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Chantal is an infrequently-viewed cow for me and I never watch her videos because her mannerisms set my teeth on edge so perhaps someone can fill me in: does she regularly fail to finish 70% of the thoughts that spill out of her mouth? Or is this adrenaline/meth/a stroke onset?
 
Chantal is an infrequently-viewed cow for me and I never watch her videos because her mannerisms set my teeth on edge so perhaps someone can fill me in: does she regularly fail to finish 70% of the thoughts that spill out of her mouth? Or is this adrenaline/meth/a stroke onset?
Chantal is a stream of pure, gluttonous Id. No filter, no patience, not even a hint of lie consistency.

Only when it is forced from her (live in boyfriend, jobs) does she attempt (and fail) normalcy.
 
So here's the situation.

If you only watch one Chantal stream this year, watch this one. This bitch is crazy.

Apparently she took Nader to the pharmacy to buy his gonorrhea medication. She gave him her card, then took off and abandoned him there. And cancelled her card. And took his phone. Which is technically her phone anyway. She characterizes this as "tricking" him into going into the store so she could "escape". Because she's "afraid". Did he try to insist he sit in on her therapy appointments? Perhaps. But he definitely made her go on a walk yesterday, and that's pretty much abuse.

She decided today was "shitty boyfriend dumping day" and has come to the insightful conclusion that maybe he wasn't being faithful to her. (But they were just friends. But she decided they couldn't be friends after all. Which is why she's dumping him. Although he was her boyfriend. And he clearly cheated on her, even though she made it clear they were just friends.) Then she randomly mentioned that she was going to try extra pickles on a spicy burger. All the while making sounds like she was "so scared" of him, but also that she was a saint and you shouldn't fuck with YouTubers because they'll spill all your secrets. Because that's normal.

Then it occurs to her that she should probably get an STD test, because it's fine when she fucks random crackheads without a condom, but when other, dirty girls do it, it's unfair because they're passing their diseases onto her. She interrupts this for a moment to wonder if you can get gonorrhea from merely being dirty, but then decides that it's not like a yeast infection and that he must have got it from somewhere and given it to her. "It's so disrespectful to sleep with someone dirty," she huffs. All the while, she's clearing her throat (which has been sore for days). Then she wonders if she needs to go to the ER for this before once again confirming that it has to be from cheating and didn't spontaneously arise. She is baffled, though, that he found the time to cheat on her.

Then the suspected troll account who might be his sidechick (or is at least mimicking that) calls. But she's on her way to her online therapy session with the uncredentialled life-coach "intuitive eating" specialist who is so non-judgmental, guize. (EDIT: Different therapist. Who fired her immediately, lmfao. Check out the very next livestream ten minutes later for details. It's okay, she wanted someone who was "used to dealing with public figures" anyway.)

"I shouldn't talk about this online. The cops are gonna be so mad at me," she gasps as she heaves herself upstairs.

She's just so GLEEFUL through the whole thing, it's horrifying. The BPD is strong in this one. She loves the drama.

But seriously, do yourselves a favor and watch all 20 minutes of this madness unfold. I can't do it justice here.
She should have told ICE that he's actually white, so they would have deported him. Who's desperate enough to fuck gross immigrants....oh wait.
 
a sore throat is a classic gonorrhea symptom. gunt pretending like she doesn't know this and has a chance at not having the clap is hilarious. you been clapped gunty

edit - her cursed pit of despair is probably in horrid shape too but she can't even see it, so she probably doesn't know what it's supposed to look or feel like when healthy. because it has never been healthy.
 
She should have told ICE that he's actually white, so they would have deported him. Who's desperate enough to fuck gross immigrants....oh wait.
I mean, he's already been in jail for stabbing some other fat chick. Allegedly. It's hard to verify criminal records in Canada.

Also apparently very difficult to be deported from Canada.
 
So here's the situation.

If you only watch one Chantal stream this year, watch this one. This bitch is crazy.

Apparently she took Nader to the pharmacy to buy his gonorrhea medication. She gave him her card, then took off and abandoned him there. And cancelled her card. And took his phone. Which is technically her phone anyway. She characterizes this as "tricking" him into going into the store so she could "escape". Because she's "afraid". Did he try to insist he sit in on her therapy appointments? Perhaps. But he definitely made her go on a walk yesterday, and that's pretty much abuse.

She decided today was "shitty boyfriend dumping day" and has come to the insightful conclusion that maybe he wasn't being faithful to her. (But they were just friends. But she decided they couldn't be friends after all. Which is why she's dumping him. Although he was her boyfriend. And he clearly cheated on her, even though she made it clear they were just friends.) Then she randomly mentioned that she was going to try extra pickles on a spicy burger. All the while making sounds like she was "so scared" of him, but also that she was a saint and you shouldn't fuck with YouTubers because they'll spill all your secrets. Because that's normal.

Then it occurs to her that she should probably get an STD test, because it's fine when she fucks random crackheads without a condom, but when other, dirty girls do it, it's unfair because they're passing their diseases onto her. She interrupts this for a moment to wonder if you can get gonorrhea from merely being dirty, but then decides that it's not like a yeast infection and that he must have got it from somewhere and given it to her. "It's so disrespectful to sleep with someone dirty," she huffs. All the while, she's clearing her throat (which has been sore for days). Then she wonders if she needs to go to the ER for this before once again confirming that it has to be from cheating and didn't spontaneously arise. She is baffled, though, that he found the time to cheat on her.

Then the suspected troll account who might be his sidechick (or is at least mimicking that) calls. But she's on her way to her online therapy session with the uncredentialled life-coach "intuitive eating" specialist who is so non-judgmental, guize. (EDIT: Different therapist. Who fired her immediately, lmfao. Check out the very next livestream ten minutes later for details. It's okay, she wanted someone who was "used to dealing with public figures" anyway.)

"I shouldn't talk about this online. The cops are gonna be so mad at me," she gasps as she heaves herself upstairs.

She's just so GLEEFUL through the whole thing, it's horrifying. The BPD is strong in this one. She loves the drama.

But seriously, do yourselves a favor and watch all 20 minutes of this madness unfold. I can't do it justice here.
F's in chat for the most overworked car suspension springs in the history of mechanical engineering. Every pothole that's immediately followed by her corpulent jiggle makes me weep for the safety of other unsuspecting drivers if this human doughball ever hit them head-on.
 
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Remember when, RIGHT after they started this dumb bullshit, she was complaining about having a horrible sore throat and almost lost her voice at one point? I don't think there's any need to speculate about timeline-- I'll eat every jimmy hat in my house if that dummy used condoms for even the first time they fucked.

I'm not surprised that any sort of crotch itch or burning didn't register if she does have it. The yeast colonies in the guntzone must be forming their own civilizations at this point. If she does have the clap, I hope she tries to deal with it the old fashioned way and slam a book on her gunt. She's dumb enough to try.
 
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