Salah, the HairyButtholed SandFrog, has apparently tightened up the wallet of Chantal's money, so the poor blighter can escape Kuwait on his annual trek to see how free people live. Can't say I blame him. It really isn't his fault that he was born in a sandy shithole, with a useless passport, into a religion with people who have an affinity for going BOOM whenever their pedophilic prophet is cartooned. I'd want to get the fuck out of Dodge too.
And for Chantal, the cycle begins again. Hulthy eating Ahoy! For a tic, I felt a little sorry for her. She looked so defeated. We can probably all accurately predict what the grocery haul will look like. There will be no apparent meal plan in play, just a bunch of random cheeses, breads, juice, chips, candy, a bag of frozen veg, frozen fries, frozen protein...All for Salah of course! Chantal will live on love, guise. Gee, maybe if she went to a diabetic nutritionist or something, she would have a clue how to have quick, healthy meals...but what am I thinking? She is so busy right now, what with her vacation plans. For sure she will attend those classes when her hectic life slows down a bit.
Traditional homemade M.E. takeout food order of chicken and rice in 3...2...1...