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

Chantal: 530 viewers.
FFG: 3800 viewers.
Chantal: She's stealing again! I'm gonna stream snipe!
FFG: OK, here is your greatest hit.
Chantal:
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Not even the first time this has happened, how does she not have a better reaction than rage quitting to "go make some Nescafé"?
 
After this current live, I'm leaning towards the version that she has no idea what her legal status and the formal conditions of her alleged marriage are. Her explanation is they appealed to the court somehow. Several times, she asked Salah, can you explain? and babe, how can we prove this?, none of which he gave a good response to, so she announced that she's gonna find what we did on Google.
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She took back the speculation that Murad and her potentially being an employee of that 0.5l bottle perfumes company were in any way involved in changing her status, but she continues to suggest that while she entered Kuwait on a tourist visa, there was some change to her status since then. She came across as clueless about her own situation.

Adding the relevant clips for future reference. It was a lawsuit against the court or something.
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It's a very Chantal thing to do to complain that no one knows anything about the laws in Kuwait, while also admitting she has no idea what kind of legal process took place in her case.
If she can't prove a legal marriage which is recognised in both Kuwait and Canada then she can't sponsor Salad until they have lived together for 12 months.

It's pretty fucking important for her to understand her legal marital status.
 
Chantal: 530 viewers.
FFG: 3800 viewers.
Chantal: She's stealing again! I'm gonna stream snipe!
FFG: OK, here is your greatest hit.
Chantal:
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Not even the first time this has happened, how does she not have a better reaction than rage quitting to "go make some Nescafé"?
FFG has said many times that she has Chin's Cuba rage ready to go the second she snipes. I really love how she can't handle it.
 
Chantal getting her clock cleaned repeatedly by FFG never gets old.

ETA: It occurs to me that the tail-chasing about Chantal's either fake or fraudulent marriage is not totally bad for her. Focusing on legal stuff is a distraction from the glaring, screaming reality that legal or not, this is not a true marriage and was undertaken for purely transactional reasons. The only emotion involved is fear: Salah of the consequences of his stateless status and Chantal of facing who she actually is and the life waiting for her in Canada.

Really eager to see it all fall apart.
 
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Why on earth she thinks going after Milk Tea is a good idea is beyond me. Milk Tea is the most even-handed and polite reactor. She never gets mad, she never name calls, and overall she handles Chantal's gross and criminal life with factual humor. Milk Tea simply stated what the rest of us already knew - Chantal is lying about being married or she is too addled to know that Salah is lying about them being married. Is Chantal going to go after Smokey Steve and Mark next because they understand her lies about addiction and basic cat care?

And what good will come of it? If they learn Milk Tea's legal name and find the school she works for, she has a "wholesome" channel (I hate that word). She seldom even curses, let alone does anything that would upset the nation/school/officials she works for. "Oh, a teacher who works for us discussed how a known criminal drug addict was lying about how Kuwaiti marriages work and explained how such matters generally work? We'll make sure to stone her immediately, thank you, filthy obese infidel, for telling us."

Get your minions under control Chantal, doxing people will not end well for you and it never ends well for them.
wHeRE’s y0uR prOoF?!!!
Chins dear, it’s not on the reaction channels to prove that you’re lying…you obviously are, but that’s not the point. It’s just their opinion. You could have ignored it. You could have disproved it by say, showing real evidence. But no, you’re too fucking fat and stupid and stubborn to realise when to shut up and let it go. Milk Tea knows her shit, it was really really dumb to choose her of all reactors to scoff at. Never change.
 
Clock me, but catching up a bit now.

So, one of my brother-in-laws is a doctor based in a big hospital in our city. When he was a meer sweet summer child, doing his residency many moons ago, he regaled us with an emergency room deathfat case. A middle aged, about early 50's woman brought in on general emergency, not feeling well. Was about 500 lbs, mid height. So, anything could have been wrong. They go through the info and papers. Vitals procedure commences before they hone in on whatever her main pain was. As they were doing those standard checkups, they get to the part where the patent is admitted into a room due to the shit they checked...super high BP, blood sugar, current a1C, iffy temperature, etc. They get her in.. she's mobile, so undresses and wraps into a blanket sheet instead of gown (1st hint). They come in and start. She's laying on the gurney flat, but head area lifted slightly, with oxygen, because the weight and pains she was having left her breathing labored. They check the legs, ankles. chest, etc. They check the huge outer stomach...and they know...they have to go under the fupa to check. Its...sizeable. Otherwise being deathfat, he did say she was clean and with no stench, so he had hope.

Hope is an evil bastard. BIL was in with the ER doctor for this. He's a strapping young lad, so he and a nurse had to lift the fupa on each side so the main doctor could see/examine. They lift, get it up and have to contraption hold it up...it's cleared and they look.

He said he felt it...the doom, looming in his soul. Even before impact. Slowly, the smell started hitting the area. He could only describe it as a deep, almost warm garbage scent topped with a sharp moldy sweetness. Inside the main fupa fold/general crease area (she was white) was a deep purple and pink hue, mixed with grey. The fupa must've molded from staying shut down long, so that in some areas, the skin melded together upon itself. So, there were sections of the actual crease (where her normal stomach would be) that basically skin-glued itself together from top to bottom. (Like those horror scenes where a witch would close the mouth of a victim by the skin of the lower and upper lip area).There were legions and bumps and pockets. My BIL went to check a bigger pocket for swelling and hardness. It was firm but maliable, and he pressed. A section popped gently......and out peeked the tiniest little bug. Then another. And another. And a few more...

As the gasps, nurses soft screams and my BILs life choices rang a collective song throughout the land, the fact that this ladies fupa was the landscape for maggots laying eggs and birthing their babehs, was staunchly realized.

My BIL will never forget it. Her name was Cheryl and hospital staff caught her getting 3 large pizzas delivered for herself, during recovery in her room, days later.

My guess is Chantal most likely has or has close to, Cheryl-esque goings-on, under her great beyond. And Cheryl apparently was much cleaner, aside from that, so Allah only knows.

Fin.

She is NOT having sex, Salad is NOT touching her, she is NOT married and NEVER will be. Her best shot at a decent income now, is to offer her body to a lab, for experiments and finding/curing new, exotic diseases. At least they'd keep routinely cleaning said specimen, and that is a gift upon the world that nobody could repay.
 
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Clock me, but catching up a bit now.

So, one of my brother-in-laws is a doctor based in a big hospital in our city. When he was a meer sweet summer child, doing his residency many moons ago, he regaled us with an emergency room deathfat case. A middle aged, about early 50's woman brought in on general emergency, not feeling well. Was about 500 lbs, mid height. So, anything could have been wrong. They go through the info and papers. Vitals procedure commences before they hone in on whatever her main pain was. As they were doing those standard checkups, they get to the part where the patent is admitted into a room due to the shit they checked...super high BP, blood sugar, current a1C, iffy temperature, etc. They get her in.. she's mobile, so undresses and wraps into a blanket sheet instead of gown (1st hint). They come in and start. She's laying on the gurney flat, but head area lifted slightly, with oxygen, because the weight and pains she was having left her breathing labored. They check the legs, ankles. chest, etc. They check the huge outer stomach...and they know...they have to go under the fupa to check. Its...sizeable. Otherwise being deathfat, he did say she was clean and with no stench, so he had hope.

Hope is an evil bastard. BIL was in with the ER doctor for this. He's a strapping young lad, so he and a nurse had to lift the fupa on each side so the main doctor could see/examine. They lift, get it up and have to contraption hold it up...it's cleared and they look.

He said he felt it...the doom, looming in his soul. Even before impact. Slowly, the smell started hitting the area. He could only describe it as a deep, almost warm garbage scent topped with a sharp moldy sweetness. Inside the main fupa fold/general crease area (she was white) was a deep purple and pink hue, mixed with grey. The fupa must've molded from staying shut down long, so that in some areas, the skin melded together upon itself. So, there were sections of the actual crease (where her normal stomach would be) that basically skin-glued itself together from top to bottom. (Like those horror scenes where a witch would close the mouth of a victim by the skin of the lower and upper lip area).There were legions and bumps and pockets. My BIL went to check a bigger pocket for swelling and hardness. It was firm but maliable, and he pressed. A section popped gently......and out peeked the tiniest little bug. Then another. And another. And a few more...

As the gasps, nurses soft screams and my BILs life choices rang a collective song throughout the land, the fact that this ladies fupa was the landscape for maggots laying eggs and birthing their babehs, was staunchly realized.

My BIL will never forget it. Her name was Cheryl and hospital staff caught her getting 3 large pizzas delivered for herself, during recovery in her room, days later.

My guess is Chantal most likely has or has close to, Cheryl-esque goings-on, under her great beyond. And Cheryl apparently was much cleaner, aside from that, so Allah only knows.

Fin.

She is NOT having sex, Salad is NOT touching her, she is NOT married and NEVER will be. Her best shot at a decent income now, is to offer her body to a lab, for experiments and finding/curing new, exotic diseases. At least they'd keep routinely cleaning said specimen, and that is a gift upon the world that nobody could repay.
Super classy of your doctor brother in law to share stories of his unfortunate patients and their suffering for the amusement of his family.
 
"How do you know? You don't know that I'm not married. PROVE IT!!!"

This blob thinks that we HAVE to believe her if we cannot prove that she is LYING AND SHE IS NOT MARRIED.

All she has to do is PROVE THAT SHE IS, IN FACT, MARRIED. She would do this if she could, but she cannot because SHE ISN'T FUCKING MARRIED.

You know how Pinnochio's nose grew when he told a lie? I think I saw Chinny getting fatter and fatter...

I know that it's been said, but lest we forget:

CHANTAL LIES!!!
 
Not gonnna do a reecap because all shes doing is admitting to skirting the rules, raging at milktea with her lame insults and "proove it" / "you dont know". Boooring. We want a proper rage gunty
The only remarkable thing is, that shes not stuffing her face. Has she already inhaled all the snacks?
Gonna add a picture of one thing Chinny doesnt miss.
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Chantal kept screaming "where's your proof" as Milk Tea was laying out the reasons why the marriage was fake. MT was providing a well researched paper and Chantal was too stupid to read it.

Chantal is an absolute toddler. She couldn't go more than 30 seconds without turning to the camera with that "aren't I a stinker?" smile. And after every amazing insult, she turns to the camera for approval. Remember when she went to Orange Julep at 9am or something and we got to watch her hurple to the counter and order and then stand for an eternity until her order was ready? She got back in the car and immediately said "did you see me standing there?" with her rat-faced smile. Like it was such an adorable mishap and not that the camera was pointing in that direction, the direction she set and then wasted people's time by watching a landwhale order too much food for breakfast.
 
Super classy of your doctor brother in law to share stories of his unfortunate patients and their suffering for the amusement of his family.
Tbf there is nothing illegal in this anecdote. There is no information given that could compromise the patient's privacy. Whether it's a classy move is a matter of opinion.
 
"How do you know? You don't know that I'm not married. PROVE IT!!!"

This blob thinks that we HAVE to believe her if we cannot prove that she is LYING AND SHE IS NOT MARRIED.

All she has to do is PROVE THAT SHE IS, IN FACT, MARRIED. She would do this if she could, but she cannot because SHE ISN'T FUCKING MARRIED.

You know how Pinnochio's nose grew when he told a lie? I think I saw Chinny getting fatter and fatter...

I know that it's been said, but lest we forget:

CHANTAL LIES!!!
oh, yes.
Her react to Milk Tea was the biggest failure, and a huge mistake. Constantly asking somebody (a very well informed and educated somebody) to provide proof of a negative is ridiculous. Her proof was her words. Chantal can’t grasp this.

Chantal! You need to provide proof positive. And you can do that easily. Flashing a certificate would clear the whole thing up. A marriage cert is not ‘private’. It’s designed to be shown off. There is no sensitive info one there. And even if there is the odd identifier, redact it. She’s proudly shown legal docs online before, even though she said, tattily that “no one shows legal docs online. She certainly has. Remember that letter from the Canadian police about her case? Proud as punch to show that off.

Chantal is the one who needs to provide proof. Not milk tea. Her proofs are her knowledge and genuine understanding of ME ways. (Including the shady, corrupt aspects). Her proof is actually knowing and working the visa systems for 15 years including the ups and downs of the hoops. ( hoops, not loopholes)

Milk Tea won that one. Chantal did nothing but…

  • Get snotty, bitchy and mock MTs wig.
  • mock MTs accent
  • ramble about ‘loopholes’ and totally not fake documents.
  • agree with herself on the screen.
  • insult MTs background
  • giggle nervously
  • Hamster deflection
  • at one point she addresses MT and says “How can you say this when you have no proof either”.
  • Either? Meaning you have none also?
Chantal has made a mistake with this react. She Disproved nothing that MT said. Not a single thing and doubled down about having to be vague and jumping through loopholes. Loopholes sound shady AF.
 
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