Looks like that car tray will come in handy. She just changed her banner & it shows a piece of sushi & a Chinese food container. No words but Foodie Beauty & those 2 pics.
By the end of the year she just may catch up to Amber.
Edit to ask: How the hell does she expect to sit in her car with a tray? Her stomach is up against the wheel so that she can't even turn normally, but she'll be able to attach a tray & eat? No way.
I think the longer she stays cooped up in her house and subcompact car, the loopier she will become. She is so detached from reality these days, with visions of Everest dancing in her head alternating with visions of superjunky Glazed Chicken as throngs of admirers prostrate themselves before her; all colored in a sepia-toned fart color.
She clearly has precisely zero social graces, so only Rina tolerates her. Her family doesn't like her, her so-called boyfriend doesn't like her, her co-workers didn't like her, her classmates didn't like her, and now her subscribers don't like her. All because she is awkward, gross, and disturbing. This not only makes social interaction next to impossible, it grows exponentially worse the longer one is isolated.
However, one can still live without friends and family. Work can provide enough social interaction for some people. Her lack of meaningful working experience, lack of job skills, poisonous interpersonal skills, and her adamant stand that she will never get a job ensures that this avenue of socialization is lost to her.
That pretty much leaves church or the gym as interpersonal arenas, and Chantal is scarce at both.
So, we have a misanthropic, physically and mentally disabled person isolated from society, who is unable to read social cues or not make an assclown of herself. In some ways, she is more isolated than prisoners in protective custody wings of prisons.
Isolate a person, and then pour into them a parade of cheapjack alternative medicine videos, animal abuse videos (sporadically), murder and mayhem lore, autopsy books, Netflix garbage, and kiwifarms posts about herself, and then
pay her on top. and whaddaya get?
Ya get a 400 pound beast who drinks rotten grapes to cure cysts, wears plaid slacks to a workout, harangues those who like her, eats shopping bags full of fast food in parking lots, who plans to climb to Mt. Everest camp and
fit a fucking car food tray between her enormous fupa and the steering wheel!!!
Unless she gets treatment, the longer she is at this shit the crazier she will become. I have complete faith in this.
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