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

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"Dear god man what the fuck were you thinking?! Bombing a target with that much fat lit this place up like a goddamned christmas tree! There were civilians in the surrounding area!"

"How the hell was I supposed to know there was some 800 pound bitch in there? Sweet fucking Christ... it's like a giant.... grease fire... ten straight blocks."

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Damn, FB is actually going to die on this one. She's genuinely seriously mentally ill and she's going to now get herself killed. At this point I can't even laugh at her anymore.

Gonna take this from GW drama videos to a gruesome true crime doc pretty soon.
Not a fucking thing is going to happen to her besides becoming more miserable, more angry and more fat. Cockroaches get along just splendidly even in a bombed-out war zone.
 
This demonstrates the implacable and hopeless stupidity some people are cursed with.

A missile could hit her next-door neighbor and flatten it to the ground, cover her in dust and debris, and leave her and her husband picking pieces of dead bodies out of the rubble when it's over and done with ... and although she'll be shaken and scared, and tell the whole world how scary it was, it will not occur to her that she's in any danger. Whatever feelings of fear she experiences will be disconnected from her conscious thought and she will never connect those dots -- her decisions leading her here are not the "cause" of these dangers. They're external from her and her actions.

This dumb broad will end up dead there amid standard-procedure muzzie turban durka-durka shit flinging and her dying thought won't even be "how could this happen to me?" but rather "oh boy I can't wait to livestream about this!"
 
Not a fucking thing is going to happen to her besides becoming more miserable, more angry and more fat. Cockroaches get along just splendidly even in a bombed-out war zone.
Cockroaches are able to find and obtain their own food.
There are some parallels here with DSP and the often phrased joke is that even if WW3 happened and the entire US was knocked out, he'd still wake up (his house would naturally be completely fine because of his luck stat) and would just start streaming like normal and begging for money.

Chantal one upped that nigga, because not only is she also called a cockroach all the time but she moved to a literal 3rd world warzone.

I can't wait till some bored National Geographic photojournalist spots this fat ass Canadian woman walking through the bombed out streets and does a reportage/story on this dainty Canadian woman surviving and making ends meet.
 
I swear someone is going to make her life story into an opera or a theater play or some shit, it seems almost perfect for it. So much drama.
More like a Netflix documentary.

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“You don’t understand, the goise at the border were so nice!”

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“It’s SO affordable, goise. There are a bunch of empty apartment buildings, so we pretty much got to pick!”
 
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She doesn't really have to worry about being in Damascus, it's a new regime stronghold and they have every incentive to make sure a western visitor is safe. Plus she wears her heejab and can barely go outside like pedo Mo intended.
I doubt Salad is going to let her go out alone to begin with. She's going to be pretty much housebound and won't even be able to drive most likely.
 
8 years ago I started following Chantal because of her weird tics and unbelievably gross sex stories, while we saw the back of Bibi’s head on the couch. It was the era of the makeup guru and she wanted to be that and just so…wasn’t.

Then the movie flash card thing: Peetz, hoarded villa, fat dancing, crack, weed, llamas, brown men, Cuba, races, Nadar, grey pussy, Kuwait and Salah, cats cats cats.

Here we are, in Syria. Never in my wildest dreams would I have imagined this.

Do we have to readjust our view of Salah? Maybe he isn’t the retarded guy who got kicked out of Kuwait over a kitty cat. Maybe he’d been planning to go to Syria after the war all along, to get on the ground floor of something we don’t yet know.

Nah, it can’t be. These are just two idiots fumbling through life. I don’t think we’ll get an Isis beeze, Chantal will be back in Canada in the next week with her mouth still attached, eating fast food and promising never to mention something again. She is not going to tolerate the lack of fast food or electricity.

Allah protects that fat cunt though, I thought she was going to die on the stairs during the villa arc.
 
I guess this is a cautionary tale of why you shouldn't make impulsive life altering decisions while under the influence of a half-pound of weed gummies.
I’d more call it the best-ever argument for border control but Chantal can be more than one thing. She’s a big gorl.
 
Do we have to readjust our view of Salah? Maybe he isn’t the retarded guy who got kicked out of Kuwait over a kitty cat. Maybe he’d been planning to go to Syria after the war all along, to get on the ground floor of something we don’t yet know.

Nah, it can’t be. These are just two idiots fumbling through life. I don’t think we’ll get an Isis beeze, Chantal will be back in Canada in the next week with her mouth still attached, eating fast food and promising never to mention something again. She is not going to tolerate the lack of fast food or electricity.
Almost guaranteed Salad has family and shit in Syria. So he'll be able to find something to do.
 
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