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Just a small note re: the now-deleted EAT DINNER WITH ME stream: there were two separate knocks on the door. At the time of the first one, she was beginning her FFG rage. She cut the stream off (and later deleted) after the second knock. She did not actually say who was at the door either time.
Current theories include the police (again), Nader, deliveries she didn't request-- but they're all theories right now. She'll give it away in time, as she always does.
Editing to add some quick highlights:
Okay, just one more edit: she opened a package sent by VIB "Tiff." If anyone is now intrigued by Tiff, there's a thread for the VIBs now. Looks like the most notable part of the gift was a Halloween-orange beanie with a black cat.
Current theories include the police (again), Nader, deliveries she didn't request-- but they're all theories right now. She'll give it away in time, as she always does.
Editing to add some quick highlights:
- She orders two large Indian entrées, sans rice. She tells chat about 50 times what these are. Deflecting much, missy?
- Peetz had nachos delivered. He asked that they not put jalapeno or olives on the nachos. The nachos have both on top, in abundance. Peetz has a complete meltdown and is unable to figure out how to request a refund. Chantal figures it out (of course) and requests the refund.
- As she requests the refund, she makes a big deal out of how they never request refunds except when the food is inedible. She's doing this because she very recently got dragged about requesting refunds for food she ate, but she says neither of them will eat the nachos.
- In spite of claiming she can't eat the nachos because they have pork on them ("I'm not a cannibal"), she acts as if she's going to eat them.
- Peetz has another meltdown, this time about Florida legislation (tl;dr, Florida Department of Health has released guidelines for trans youth). He gets so rant-y that Chantal's chat is begging him to go back to Twitter. Chantal pretends to listen, understand, and agree. I think he ordered replacement food, but I was glazing over while listening to him.
- Someone in Chantal's chat brings up that FFG is currently stream-sniping her. Chantal loses it and rages-- this is where it gets good. She throws out all the greats hits, including but not limited to: side ponytail, rubber band lips, Motel 6, FFG "claims to be" a victim of DV, Chantal's streams pay for FFG's room at the Motel 6, how sad is it to make your living by "talking shit" on YouTube (no, she really said that, unironically).
- Knock #1. After demanding "who wants to be blocked?" (that would be a great slogan for her merch, just saying), she mutes and starts rage-blocking. Many beezers bite the dust.
- She's still mad. Mad at FFG, mad at drug-shaming, mad at "Cokey" nickname, really really mad about the word crackhead. crackhead, crackhead, crackhead, crackhead, crackhead, crackhead
- Eventually, knock #2 happens, and she ends the stream.
Okay, just one more edit: she opened a package sent by VIB "Tiff." If anyone is now intrigued by Tiff, there's a thread for the VIBs now. Looks like the most notable part of the gift was a Halloween-orange beanie with a black cat.
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. The blame transference, the preloaded declaration of self-liberation from --not any awareness/threshold revelation that you're just, at your core, a shit-tier human being, nor any attack of conscience resulting therefrom, nor drive to just Ctrl+Alt+Baleet yourself & fix this shit-- lol, but from the [what I'll loosely term] "consequences" (= words on a screen) of publicly broadcasting what guttertrash you truly are.
& issued her single-paragraph, English Major'd decree. Fatly.
should know a lot better than I fucking do... That she's not sorry. And that this situation is fucking bereft of a single set of circumstances under which people like her even get close to sorry. (Pro Tip: zero fall under the umbrella of "hurtful to others who never hurt you."
