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

Stunted Chantal is my favorite Chantal. Once again, just because a man wants to sleep with you, it does not mean he wants to move in, propose, and devote his life to you. If Chantal is to be believed, she's met him twice in person, that doesn't mean he wants a relationship either. I love how her excuse is that she wants to travel so she needs to keep herself single and carefree. As if travelling for the first time in thirty years, for one week, somehow transformed her into a vivacious airy spirit, with wanderlust. I'm sure "rejecting" him has nothing to do with her desperation to keep a certain crack head.

It's been said before, but it's all part of her low cognition. Chantal is not unique. Far from it. There is an abundance of mentally retarded (sometimes co-morbid), super morbidly obese, unhygienic, smelly, gross, uncouth, and hypersexual pachyderms with low emotional intelligence. Spuds Turkol could be her twin.
They all have poor to nonexistent hygiene to where they'll regularly smell up a room and make the wallpaper slide right off from the aroma of spoiled Oscar Meyer bologna, Gerber Graduates mealy meatsticks, either feet, really bad pussy, or really exotic cheese.
And they all say the EXACT. SAME. THINGS.
"Lookit that guy in the parking lot looking for his car! He probably isn't really looking for his car because he TOADARRY WANTS ME!"
"Should I talk to him, guise? Should I? I'm pretty sure he TOADARRY WANTS ME!"
"I only asked for one Honey Mustard at McDick's, but the drive through guy somehow ended up giving me three. He TOADARRY WANTS ME!"
The same. But now Taco Bell. Except Taco Bell is giving out so much sauce because, for years, they either give you only two sauces for six tacos, or none at all. Pretty sure corporate went up some asses about complaints, and so they're generous with the sauce. But no...they TOATALLY, TOTALLY WANT YOU.

It's (as always) extreme delusion unchecked. A consequence of having her Beezers safely behind a screen far away where she can relegate them to Blockland if any living person deigns to "have questions," or "wants to share their own experience."

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This gay/bi bullshit is annoying. It's similar to the way she thinks she deserves special attention because black and brown men have fucked her. It might have been "cool, edgy and shocking" in the 90s or degrassi episodes, both where chantal perpetually lives mentally, but now no one cares.
 
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Since bed bugs have been added to the existing buffalo bill style homestead, how in the fuck have the tenants not lost their shit with her? No shade at Canadian Kiwis, but is it customary to be just super nice and just hope it goes a away? Because of Chantal all those poor tenants will be inconvenienced.

À fumigation arc would be a welcoming change for the duo. Especially for Peetz. He’s gotta be damn well near fused to the chair by now.
 
Since bed bugs have been added to the existing buffalo bill style homestead, how in the fuck have the tenants not lost their shit with her? No shade at Canadian Kiwis, but is it customary to be just super nice and just hope it goes a away? Because of Chantal all those poor tenants will be inconvenienced.

À fumigation arc would be a welcoming change for the duo. Especially for Peetz. He’s gotta be damn well near fused to the chair by now.
She would have just gotten the bed bugs. The tenants wouldn't be complaining because the tenants don't know. Yet.
Is anyone else getting pissed off with low BMI voice?
Yes.
 
Is this her grandmas blanket that she had to have from KingSnaggletooth a few weeks ago? And she trashes every place she goes. What a dump.
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Since bed bugs have been added to the existing buffalo bill style homestead, how in the fuck have the tenants not lost their shit with her? No shade at Canadian Kiwis, but is it customary to be just super nice and just hope it goes a away? Because of Chantal all those poor tenants will be inconvenienced.

À fumigation arc would be a welcoming change for the duo. Especially for Peetz. He’s gotta be damn well near fused to the chair by now.

Chantal is in the fart box driving around to fass fud. Neetz is holed up in Ponyfuckaria.
That doesn't mean there haven't been complaints, or even spicy confrontations with other tenants. Chantal and Piss are both cowards with major self esteem issues. A serious (not necessarily threats or violence) confrontation from a tenant can be humiliating enough to not even be mentioned. It's rare, but it does happen.
Or, there are no direct confrontations and the tenants strictly complained to management. I don't think we know if--or what--they've done exactly.

Plus, I imagine some tenants just don't want to tango with a super morbidly obese druggie, and all that can come with. Piss just stays in the Pony fucker den, so there wouldn't be any Cheyenne Jasmin tier "FUUUUUUUUCK YEWWWWWWWWWW!" tirades in the parking lot.
 
This article is informative but the author's bio gave me autism:

"Zack is a freelance writer and illustrator from Canada. He’s a geeky trans man with a penchant for discussing LGBTQIA+ issues, graphic novels and comedy, and an evangelist for accessible sex education. When he’s not fussing over his writing, Zack is usually hanging out with friends discussing the merits of icing on cupcakes and non-hierarchical relationship anarchism. His favorite word is bean."
 
Chinny can't keep up the pace. All that driving back and forth. All that phony smiling and nodding when Nader is being inane and incoherent. All that choking down of weird (to her) ethnic food. All that waiting for him to "fall asleep" so she can sneak around like a cat burglar in the night, prowling sketchy Montreal neighbourhoods for fast food. All that pretending to be a good little get-along girl on various outings and trips to the park. All that valiant effort to force a "friendship" out of a shameless leech who doesn't give a shit about her. It's all putting a big strain on our gorl. I mean, just look at her! She's out of breath. She's bathed in sweat, panting, red in the face, grimacing. She's torn her feet to shreds. She's jumping across creeks. She's doing picnic table yoga. She's sleep deprived. And she's hongry, goddammit!
AND!
She gets to pay for it all! Gas, food, weed, Nader's cigarettes, coke/meth/whatever, skeevy cum-stained bed bug infested rent-by-the-hour motel rooms, booze to appease DoubleDs, Nader's groceries... the list goes on.
She can't do it, she can't keep up. And now, she's "so stressed out" and wants to get back to focusing on herself by hooking up with some other loser. Bitch, when is the focus NOT on yourself, you absolute imbecile?
What's actually happening is Chins is exhausted. It's only the first day of June and she's already strained to her limit. It's gonna be a long summer, y'all. All this effort and exertion. It's hard work. But it's not really paying off is it? Because what is she getting out of this deal? The privilege of giving a sloppy blowjob to a real man that has zero respect for her? Some degrading fucking that never includes an orgasm for her? Hardly seems worth it.
At her core, Chantal is still a teenager. She's a naive girl with stars in her eyes. She's glommed on to this total loser and thinks it's love. And love hurts--that's how you know it's real, right? And Chins knows she can help him and fix him--all he needs is her undying devotion and debit card. Other people just don't understand this type of love and that's why everyone is always giving her shit about it. They don't know what goes on behind the scenes, okaaay-uh? This love story is beautiful and pure and tragic but with enough time and effort and large sums of cash our heroine will prevail. Nader will finally see what a good woman she is and change his ways. He'll finally claim her and then spend the rest of his days being faithful and sober and atoning for his awful ways. DoubleDs who? Why, it's a romance for the ages!
If she could only get into his house.
If he had a house.
 
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