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

I'm not saying I disapprove of the idea, but Chantal would be SO flattered to get her own subforum. If her constant stories about shitting and farting and menstruating all over the place indicate one thing, it's that she has some kind of fetish for vilification or humiliation. It's a topic that's been discussed many times in our thread.

She's really amping it up lately though, isn't she? She didn't exactly set a high tidemark for sanity before the surgery, but I think the so-called hysterectomy knocked her even further from the light of lucid reason and into the darkness of mania and obsession. There's no longer any through-line in her behaviour of what she even wants to achieve, or how she wants to be perceived; she's putting more energy into reinventing herself twice a day than she's put into anything else in years; instead of intensifying actual weight loss efforts, she's redirecting that anxiety-driven power into belabouring her batshit narc fantasies where she gets to weigh 500lbs but still be 370lbs, be super morbidly obese but still be a lean mean queen, and be the spoilt trainwreck she is and still be a beloved princess. She could be dead tomorrow.

"The moon's an arrant thief, and her pale fire she snatches from the sun". It's just as well we now have our "lunacy" symbol. Chantal has gone into the night of the mind: cycling with the steady blindness of the :lunacy:, she is now unambiguously, candidly, and somewhat tragically insane.
 
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I'm not saying I disapprove of the idea, but Chantal would be SO flattered to get her own subforum. If her constant stories about shitting and farting and menstruating all over the place indicate one thing, it's that she has some kind of fetish for vilification or humiliation.
Nah, she just likes attention and has an empty, boring life. It's not uncommon, especially for people like Chantal--even negative attention is something for her to spend time on. She has no shame, because she doesnt have much to lose. What, is she gonna lose all of her many, many friends? Her important job, or job prospects? She's aimless and flying high without any sort of string right now. Youre gonna have trouble trying to get her back down.

Might as well go farting into that sweet night.
 
I know I'm the only one who thinks this, but I think all the YouTube landwhales should be merged in with the Big Al subforum. Just isolate all of these garbage bitches in one godless area.
It's tricky, because there's BP overlap. Chantal is mostly discussed because she's a disgusting hamplanet freak but she also does shitty makeup, a BP staple. Come to think of it, so does Amy Slaton. And what about non-YouTube landwhales like our beloved Sammie Bushart, who are delusional fatties, but aren't discussed primarily for that reason? Also, the ALR sub has its own shitposting-filled culture, and frankly I don't want it to pollute this thread any more than it has already.
 
It's tricky, because there's BP overlap. Chantal is mostly discussed because she's a disgusting hamplanet freak but she also does shitty makeup, a BP staple. Come to think of it, so does Amy Slaton. And what about non-YouTube landwhales like our beloved Sammie Bushart, who are delusional fatties, but aren't discussed primarily for that reason? Also, the ALR sub has its own shitposting-filled culture, and frankly I don't want it to pollute this thread any more than it has already.
Chinny, The Slatons and Fat Amy were basically who I had in mind to get moved. They're all kind of in the same obese, muck-banging, 'beau-tuber' circle, and they all generally produce enough content they could warrant more than just their one thread they have here. I agree though... the ALR sub is a shithole. I'm kind of glad there isn't a ton of overlap between there and BP.
 
Regarding our deathfatty heroine's downward spiral, which does seem to be accelerating like a train without brakes...

I think her fatty brain is torn between two feelings. She is catching a chilly glimpse of her approaching mortality, and the "save myself" impulse kicked in for a few hours, and we had the impulsive and ridiculous WLS blabber. This impulse is fighting a losing battle with a more extreme, "oh just fuck everything" mode too. This is not unlike a how a suicidal person thinks.

In this respect, our crazed and sick Blubber Queen is in real trouble. This is not something a Rotten Grape Elixir will fix, much less the shit she eats. She literally is too dumb to think her way out of this, and too fucking crazy to put down the furshlugginer french fries. No man, woman, team, or freakin' army will ever come between her and her food. Her mood will grow darker, her cycles will swing lower, and she will become filthier and more gross.

The "save myself" impulse will kick in from time to time until she finally croaks, but the lethargy her 'fuck it' phase brings really damages her every time, physically and mentally. And this time, she has physical damage making things harder for her, and she isn't doing herself any favors. She's becoming exhausted.

In the past, she had enough moxie to go into elaborate new poses, all of which collapsed under her enormous weight in ever-more-rapid time. Only the all-you-can-eat sausagefest of Keto lasted any amount of time, but it was just an orgy of eating; diet never entered into it.

Unless she sees the light, which she almost assuredly can't (she is a sociopath, don't forget, so she can't see lights), this downward spiral has no obvious recovery method. It self-perpetuates, and hurtles her further downward each time, with fewer options available to her.

A normal human would have let the C-PAP machine be the wakeup call. Too fat to breathe? Holy fuck, I need to do something. Failing that, a freaking festering gash of stapled flesh, from which you are audibly leaking ought to have at least slowed her down.

I think her increasing disgustingness is a combination of factors, including effects of social isolation, histrionic showing off, craved impulsiveness, infantile reactions to thoughts of death, and a desire to defy all haters.

She is still haunted by fantasies of "I want to be loved" and "I am a superstar" and "I want to set all the rules" and "I want to live", enough to redesign banners. But she is really an empty void inside, who just can't make the most basic effort anymore, not that she ever did when she was at her peak...

Unless someone in her family or immediate circle intervenes, she is really gonna start falling apart. She'll still be lulzy, but the lulz will get darker. I just can't see how she's going to buck this trend.

Damn her, she's got me "obsessed" again. Wonder what she will do next?
 
Chinny, The Slatons and Fat Amy were basically who I had in mind to get moved. They're all kind of in the same obese, muck-banging, 'beau-tuber' circle, and they all generally produce enough content they could warrant more than just their one thread they have here. I agree though... the ALR sub is a shithole. I'm kind of glad there isn't a ton of overlap between there and BP.
It would be like merging a bunch of random trannies into the Yaniv forum. Chantal is a great subject who doesn't deserve to be merged into somewhere else for random reasons like "fat".

We don't even need a subforum really, just shut up about your chilli recipes or cheese or w/e. Its called staying on topic, radical concept everyone freely ignores in the ALR forum since they're not held accountable in the slightest. I've seen pages of self-congratulating posts in there about how on-topic they are, with no irony at all.:lunacy:🎩

Edit: sorry to like, pop off. I love this thread and all in it. I just dread it getting merged into the ALR quagmire.
 
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So, Bibi wakes up after not much sleep to go another long night of work. The alarm goes off, and he gets up, only to find the house smelling like microwaved fish and fat girl farts as his sloppy girlfriend chatters to nobody about nothing. He has to listen to her belching and huge gulping before he’s had his coffee.

But wait! His beloved made him a breakfast sandwich to take to work, although apparently didn’t bother to put it in a container for him. So as his coffee drips he has to rattle around the cabinets to find a set with a lid. His beloved, who stays home all day, cannot be organized or find the time to do this simple thing. When he puts on his boots, the cat scratches at his shoelaces, which might be the most pleasant part of his morning.

When he’s asked how he feels about his fishy, gassy morning, his response is, ”I’m used to it.” Can a human response like that mean anything other than he’s completely disengaged from what’s happening around him? I’m surprised he’s still speaking.

And Chantel is so uncomprehending of anybody’s feelings, tone, or just the words they say, that she interprets this sad, pathetic, hopeless “I’m used to it” as support for her.

This is hell.
 

This is not a weight loss channel [...] Fat people have the right to exist on a social media platform without it always being about their weight.

Is she still really thinking that by now, detractors and "fans" alike, want her to constantly shove weight loss in their faces (and then backtrack)? That one line looks more like she's convincing herself at this point...
 
I actually can help with the explanation of the horrific "jello" recipes of the 50's and 60's. It was in part due to the mass production of processed food which was a new technology... second, the mass production and affordability of the refrigerator, which was a sign of financial success as prior to WWII had "ice boxes" which were literally fridges that had a compartment for a huge block of Ice. For instance, think of the TV Show the Honeymooners, and that was an average lower class kitchen - small, tight, and an 'ice box' instead of a fridge. To make Jello salad recipes, one needed to have a fridge for them to set. So it was as sign of economic status. Third... post WWII men took back the workmarket and the recipes came from basically marketing teams that came up with random shit just to sell the product. They weren't exactly tasted by focus groups or made by a generational recipe since they were new.

Though, hey, I have to say I do enjoy on occassion some "Green Fluff" aka "Watergate Salad". By occassional, I do mean like once, maybe twice a year and in moderate amounts. Not like a giant ass tub of it for a week straight followed by a second course of circus peanut and fluffernutter sandwiches.
Mmmmmm green fluff with pineapple tastes like the holidays to me but have not eaten it in over 20 years.
 
Though she's rapidly cycling, it's all rather surface-level and pretty boring lately. She very briefly mentioned being taken off a psych medication and trying a new one - I believe it was several weeks before the surgery. It was just a single comment followed up with, "But I'm keeping my health information to myself now." I'm willing to bet she's been on a new SSRI for a month or two now.

The cycle is still happening, but the intense anger simmering just below the surface is gone. That was always my favorite part of Ol' Jabba. Any public chimpouts have been little baby chimpouts. A snarky comment, a rapidly-deleted community post, a lame comeback. She went through an entire cycle these past few days without even a single emotion-fueled comment. I miss the seething hate videos she used to give us.

She needs to get off the meds and let menopause really lay into her. I want those seething chimpouts where she's yelling at her phone in her car, giving nasty glances to any poor bystanders that happen to catch a glimpse. I want those diet-pill-fueled manic lives. Come on, Jabba. It's getting stale.
 
Where are you getting this from? It's a two bedroom appartment. Why would he sleep on the couch...

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As if her reeing about making Bibi a breakfast sandwich proves a god damn thing. Everyone knows she lies about everything. If she had made him breakfast - fuck, not even done it, but had the mere thought of doing it, she would have congratulated herself 50 times in the video. As soon as he woke up she probably would have screamed it across the apartment like she did in the Thankgiving video when she had to make a big show that she "got him something." That shit would have been on Instagram at the very least. But no, conveniently she did it off camera and just didn't feel the narcissistic need to mention it, so "point proven." Yup, totally credible.

There's the "this is not a weight loss channel" disclaimer again. I can't believe her crazy ass has the nerve to get angry about this at this point. You literally JUST said you were a weight loss channel again. Not everyone watches you as closely as us spergs, Chimpy. I'm sure there are plenty of people just catching up with the reaction channels talking about your WLS.
 
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So, Bibi wakes up after not much sleep to go another long night of work. The alarm goes off, and he gets up, only to find the house smelling like microwaved fish and fat girl farts as his sloppy girlfriend chatters to nobody about nothing. He has to listen to her belching and huge gulping before he’s had his coffee.

But wait! His beloved made him a breakfast sandwich to take to work, although apparently didn’t bother to put it in a container for him. So as his coffee drips he has to rattle around the cabinets to find a set with a lid. His beloved, who stays home all day, cannot be organized or find the time to do this simple thing. When he puts on his boots, the cat scratches at his shoelaces, which might be the most pleasant part of his morning.

When he’s asked how he feels about his fishy, gassy morning, his response is, ”I’m used to it.” Can a human response like that mean anything other than he’s completely disengaged from what’s happening around him? I’m surprised he’s still speaking.

And Chantel is so uncomprehending of anybody’s feelings, tone, or just the words they say, that she interprets this sad, pathetic, hopeless “I’m used to it” as support for her.

This is hell.

My favorite part of that whole early morning exchange between Chantal and Bibi was when she announces to him that she's going to sit on her fat ass and watch a movie after she's done stuffing her face, and he is off to work. But then she half-heartedly thinks to ask, "Or do you want to watch it with me?"

Don't get me wrong, I do not feel sorry for Bibi in the slightest anymore, but can you imagine going off to a long day of work each day while your whale pig of a girlfriend sits at home all day doing nothing but gorging herself, farting, and watching Netflix? There has to be some resentment there.

Oh wait, I forgot. Eating and sharting on camera is her full-time "job." So I'm sure she's paying at least half of the bills....
 
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