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

[Angry New Ager]

In case future historians might want a transcript of the Bibi exchange:

The moment begins at 14:04 as Chantal is blathering on about "doing God's work" when Bibi walks in off camera, and heads for the fridge. She flashes him a tentative, awkward, nervous smile.

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She resumes her blather about some movie...

Bibi can be heard emitting a groan at 14:15, followed by the fridge door slamming. Chantal starts losing her train of thought, while making weird exaggerated facial expressions.

Chantal: Anyways guys, I'm gonna continue cooking here. I'm making this for Bibi and I and...then, uh...yeah
Bibi: What are you making?

Chantal looks at him nervously...

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Chantal: Uh...I'm gonna make the chicken drumsticks...potatoes
Bibi: Where is the chicken?
Chantal: It's in the fridge...[makes a weird gesture toward the fridge with her fat flipper] You wanna marinate it?
Bibi: [sounding grossed out] Oh no! I was just looking for something to eat...

Chantal does a fake laugh at the camera over this.

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Chantal: HAHA, OK!

Chantal: [looking dodgy an nervous again] Well...there's uhm............chicken wingssss?
Bibi: WHAT? [Rustling noises come from the fridge]

Chantal's countenance darkens.

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Chantal: There's some chicken winNnNngssss...?

Bibi is very audibly removing stuff from the fridge and putting it on the counter, and rustling around with plastic bags and things. The search for something to eat is in high gear, and nothing is turning up...

Chantal: Or...uh...do you want some grilled cheese....? [I am guessing that all there is in the fridge is rotten, fuzzy mangoes, avocado cups, ketchup, possibly some old wings, and a few slices of processed cheese. Bibi has to rifle through bags that she was too lazy to even remove the food from before she refrigerated it]

A pregnant pause follows, and Chantal continues to look at him with that same mixture of nervousness, dishonesty, and deceit...She audibly huffs...

Chantal: [dismissively, turning back to the camera and waving her knife around] I don't know...

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She looks back at him again with that evasive look on her face.

Chantal: You want two grilled cheese? [she twitches the knife nervously in her hand]
Bibi: [in a defeated sounding voice] No, just one.

She continues to regard him with a nervous and dishonest look on her face. Her jaw flexes, she continues to twitch the knife at a very rapid pace, and her eyes dart around. There is an extended pause.

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Bibi: [somewhat unintelligbly; couldn't hear the last word] You're gonna make another _________?
Chantal: [looks down, seems vaguely ashamed] ....yeah...?

She watches him uncomfortably as he crosses the room, the knife twitching violently in her hand, her breathing heavy, her fat face a weird mix of expressionless, afraid, and well...crazy.

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Bibi is making exasperated sounding noises...

Chantal: [a bit of sassiness creeping in] What?
Bibi: [sounding skeptical] Will they work like that? [I think he is referring to the jumble of food she has piled up on a cookie sheet]
Chantal: [realizing he is commenting on her "cooking", her tone suddenly sounds pissed off] WHAT?
Bibi: The onion and the rest are full cooked?
Chantal: [gets back to arranging things on her cookie sheet] I'm putting oil. And...you move it around a lot, and it will cook well with the potato. [She is back into her expert tone, if slightly more tentative than normal]
Chantal: [continuing to paw around with the food in front of her] But it...it...you want the onions to be like cooked well. You don't want it to be like onioney, you know?
Bibi: [still sounding incredulous] Hmmmm???
Chantal: You want the onion to be cooked well...
Chantal: [arching her eyebrows] That's why I'm cooking the potato...I'm cutting the potato small, so that they don't...get too...[she is loudly chopping again]

She looks uncomfortable again, and flashes a very insincere smile at the camera, letting her last thought trail off.

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Chantal: Anyways guys, I'm gonna end the video here...and uh...[sounding a little annoyed] sorry I went off on a tangent there...[suddenly laughs] talking! Heheh!


Here is what I gather from this:

Bibi is pretty tired of Clotso's presence. The fridge is a mess of garbage, and there's nothing to fucking eat except processed cheese. He sounded truly surprised to find no food, and Clotso seemed evasive about where the food was... Also, it seems that Clotso can't stand it when Bibi makes a crack about her "cooking"

Haha--I'd bet anything that Bibi came home hungry, expecting to enjoy a particular food that was in the fridge when he left the house, only to discover that Chantal had already eaten it. That would totally explain his exasperation, her guilty, defensive look, and her attempt to appease him with two grilled cheese sandwiches.

 

[raritycunt]

She looked like a child worried their parent was going to find a mess they’d made when Bibi was looking in the fridge. She got defensive very quickly when he critiqued her potatoes as well, and offended he didn’t seem to want any.

 

[AngelBitch]

I wonder how Covid's going to affect our resident cows. Canada's not hot right now but they do have cases already reported and I don't see Chantal being smart enough to take the appropriate precautions. She's not as housebound as Amberlynn so I see her still driving around to get her fix or getting in debt again over fucking food delivery.

I just read Starbucks is closing almost all their canadian locations immediately. oh no, but how will Chintal get her breakfast milkshakes disguised as coffees???

 

[Barbarella]

Haha--I'd bet anything that Bibi came home hungry, expecting to enjoy a particular food that was in the fridge when he left the house, only to discover that Chantal had already eaten it. That would totally explain his exasperation, her guilty, defensive look, and her attempt to appease him with two grilled cheese sandwiches.

That’s exactly the way I read that scene as well. Bibi, who used to tiptoe around and never speak when she was filming, is so over it. He’s tired of working long shifts and coming home to bare cupboards when they were full when he left for work. He is not having it anymore, and Chantel, who made excuse after excuse about why the bags of chips were gone, why food he had marinating has been cooked and finished, thinking Bibi believed her lies, now knows he’s seen through her and she’s caught. He’s mad and he’s done. She was looking at him like a scared and nervous child who knows she’s at fault.

Bibi hasn’t figured out a way to hide any food or snacks from Chantel. She eats everything in the house, leaving nothing for him. All he gets after working is a grilled cheese sandwich, and IIRC, Bibi doesn’t like cheese, or some nasty meal Chantel will cook and therefore feel possessive of and he’ll have to fight to even get his fair share.

I’m sure once she’s gone he’ll call a buddy with a truck and haul all her nasty furniture to the dump ASAP. It’s a small price to pay for being allowed to eat in your own home, what and when you want to.

 

[YourMommasBackstory]

You know, I’ve always thought that food addiction is not that serious like alcohol or drug addiction.
Now I see I was wrong(not fully, fatties are still in the better position then crack whores). I can’t imagine how Bibi lives like that for years. She’s so aggressive and manic when it comes to food.

 

[Punkinsplice]

He would feel second rate next to food, just like family members of drug addicts who constantly see how much more important drugs are to the person. Most men woud have left years ago out of disgust.

 

[ThoughtsAndPrayers]

Nah Chantal was basically married with Peetz and pilling credit card debit for buying too much fast food when she met Bibi.
And he took her.
He had it all coming.

 

[Hamberlard Raid]

I haven't seen an archive for today's livestream, so I am processing one now! Hold tight, Kiwis!
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[Alaska Thunderfuck]

In case future historians might want a transcript of the Bibi exchange:

The moment begins at 14:04 as Chantal is blathering on about "doing God's work" when Bibi walks in off camera, and heads for the fridge. She flashes him a tentative, awkward, nervous smile.

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She resumes her blather about some movie...

Bibi can be heard emitting a groan at 14:15, followed by the fridge door slamming. Chantal starts losing her train of thought, while making weird exaggerated facial expressions.

Chantal: Anyways guys, I'm gonna continue cooking here. I'm making this for Bibi and I and...then, uh...yeah
Bibi: What are you making?

Chantal looks at him nervously...

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Chantal: Uh...I'm gonna make the chicken drumsticks...potatoes
Bibi: Where is the chicken?
Chantal: It's in the fridge...[makes a weird gesture toward the fridge with her fat flipper] You wanna marinate it?
Bibi: [sounding grossed out] Oh no! I was just looking for something to eat...

Chantal does a fake laugh at the camera over this.

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Chantal: HAHA, OK!

Chantal: [looking dodgy an nervous again] Well...there's uhm............chicken wingssss?
Bibi: WHAT? [Rustling noises come from the fridge]

Chantal's countenance darkens.

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Chantal: There's some chicken winNnNngssss...?

Bibi is very audibly removing stuff from the fridge and putting it on the counter, and rustling around with plastic bags and things. The search for something to eat is in high gear, and nothing is turning up...

Chantal: Or...uh...do you want some grilled cheese....? [I am guessing that all there is in the fridge is rotten, fuzzy mangoes, avocado cups, ketchup, possibly some old wings, and a few slices of processed cheese. Bibi has to rifle through bags that she was too lazy to even remove the food from before she refrigerated it]

A pregnant pause follows, and Chantal continues to look at him with that same mixture of nervousness, dishonesty, and deceit...She audibly huffs...

Chantal: [dismissively, turning back to the camera and waving her knife around] I don't know...

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She looks back at him again with that evasive look on her face.

Chantal: You want two grilled cheese? [she twitches the knife nervously in her hand]
Bibi: [in a defeated sounding voice] No, just one.

She continues to regard him with a nervous and dishonest look on her face. Her jaw flexes, she continues to twitch the knife at a very rapid pace, and her eyes dart around. There is an extended pause.

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Bibi: [somewhat unintelligbly; couldn't hear the last word] You're gonna make another _________?
Chantal: [looks down, seems vaguely ashamed] ....yeah...?

She watches him uncomfortably as he crosses the room, the knife twitching violently in her hand, her breathing heavy, her fat face a weird mix of expressionless, afraid, and well...crazy.

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Bibi is making exasperated sounding noises...

Chantal: [a bit of sassiness creeping in] What?
Bibi: [sounding skeptical] Will they work like that? [I think he is referring to the jumble of food she has piled up on a cookie sheet]
Chantal: [realizing he is commenting on her "cooking", her tone suddenly sounds pissed off] WHAT?
Bibi: The onion and the rest are full cooked?
Chantal: [gets back to arranging things on her cookie sheet] I'm putting oil. And...you move it around a lot, and it will cook well with the potato. [She is back into her expert tone, if slightly more tentative than normal]
Chantal: [continuing to paw around with the food in front of her] But it...it...you want the onions to be like cooked well. You don't want it to be like onioney, you know?
Bibi: [still sounding incredulous] Hmmmm???
Chantal: You want the onion to be cooked well...
Chantal: [arching her eyebrows] That's why I'm cooking the potato...I'm cutting the potato small, so that they don't...get too...[she is loudly chopping again]

She looks uncomfortable again, and flashes a very insincere smile at the camera, letting her last thought trail off.

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Chantal: Anyways guys, I'm gonna end the video here...and uh...[sounding a little annoyed] sorry I went off on a tangent there...[suddenly laughs] talking! Heheh!


Here is what I gather from this:

Bibi is pretty tired of Clotso's presence. The fridge is a mess of garbage, and there's nothing to fucking eat except processed cheese. He sounded truly surprised to find no food, and Clotso seemed evasive about where the food was... Also, it seems that Clotso can't stand it when Bibi makes a crack about her "cooking"

I can’t wait until she eats everything in the apartment and Bibi reams her for it.

 

[Pizza Sloth]

If you listen to the conversation, he's saying he'll have a grilled cheese instead of what she's making. He asks her if she'll be able to cook both the slop she's planning and his grilled cheese at the same time. He then questions her cooking of the potatoes with the onions, saying that he thinks the onion will overcook. He didn't want the shit she was making. I'm guessing that's why she was being weird.

The cow is probably also just automatically nervous when someone else wants to eat some of the food in the house. How is she not panic buying food? All she does is buy useless crap whenever she has any excuse to. But now the supermarket shelves are bare (yes, in Canada too) and she hasn't bought a single non-perishable item? She isn't unaware of the panic buying - she mentioned regular grocers being out of meat. That's why she went to Farm Boy, she thought she'd be successful there since their meat is overpriced.

During the livestream she said, "McDonald's will never close." Is that what she's banking on? What about her vow of only homecooked mukbangs? How is she going to do that without food? Is she really planning on hauling her fat ass to the grocery store for a few items every day? She would have a hard time overcoming a cold at this point, nevermind the virus. She was completely out of breath from sitting down.

Adding the onions with the potatoes had me laughing. Not only is she unable to cut a potato in to uniform sizes (Chantal, it's easy: Cut in half length wise. Cut in half again, then cut those halves in half...), she fails to realize that potatoes need like 45 minutes to roast and onions only need about 10-15 in the oven. Beebs knows how to cook, he knows that and she's there telling him that the onions need to cook a long so they don't get too 'oniony' meaning raw.

Him saying "no, only one" to the grilled cheese is glorious because it's like "No, I eat normal portions" and he's also lactose intolerant. Where our Chinful goddess will eat anything and just be okay with having the shits and fart blasting her ass off with whatever she tosses down her gullet.

 

[Hamberlard Raid]

Adding the onions with the potatoes had me laughing. Not only is she unable to cut a potato in to uniform sizes (Chantal, it's easy: Cut in half length wise. Cut in half again, then cut those halves in half...), she fails to realize that potatoes need like 45 minutes to roast and onions only need about 10-15 in the oven. Beebs knows how to cook, he knows that and she's there telling him that the onions need to cook a long so they don't get too 'oniony' meaning raw.

Him saying "no, only one" to the grilled cheese is glorious because it's like "No, I eat normal portions" and he's also lactose intolerant. Where our Chinful goddess will eat anything and just be okay with having the shits and fart blasting her ass off with whatever she tosses down her gullet.

I also thoroughly enjoyed her being out of breath from cutting into small potatoes. Maybe they were fairly large but in the presence of her massive meaty mitts they looked like grapes. She seemed to be using a really cheap, dull knife (much like my profile pic) and was having an exceptional time desperately sawing into those poor root vegetables. GIF for your viewing pleasure. Gotta love the cum stain that someone pointed out (imo it is more likely mucus)

ETA: Gotta love how the knife appears in the frame as she is talking to Bibi and wiggles it as she is speaking.

You'll be free soon, my Senegalese prince

 

[burntgrilledcheese]

Adding the onions with the potatoes had me laughing. Not only is she unable to cut a potato in to uniform sizes (Chantal, it's easy: Cut in half length wise. Cut in half again, then cut those halves in half...), she fails to realize that potatoes need like 45 minutes to roast and onions only need about 10-15 in the oven. Beebs knows how to cook, he knows that and she's there telling him that the onions need to cook a long so they don't get too 'oniony' meaning raw.

Him saying "no, only one" to the grilled cheese is glorious because it's like "No, I eat normal portions" and he's also lactose intolerant. Where our Chinful goddess will eat anything and just be okay with having the shits and fart blasting her ass off with whatever she tosses down her gullet.

Listening to her saw through the vegetables instead of chopping was painful. Bitch, you're on YouTube all damn day. Watch a cooking basics video.

 

[SituationTypeThing]

I can’t wait until she eats everything in the apartment and Bibi reams her for it.

You're assuming that, with all the food in the apartment gone, she doesn't just eat Bibi. I'm sure she has random leftover dipping sauces somewhere.

 

[Captain Ahab]

It’s not like she’d be cooking much even if she had a year’s worth of cooking ingredients in stock. She’s lazy af and it’s obvious her skills are not good enough to satisfy her needs. She’s used to eating highly addictive fast food designed by well-funded teams of food scientists who know exactly what to put together and in which proportions to make the common whale cream her parachute underwear from pleasure.

Telling Chinny to cook meals at home is like telling a cocaine addict to drink a strong coffee instead.

 

[Discourteous Discourse]

To my surprise Chinny hasn't been nuking comments, or at least not yet.

Spoiler: Comments from "REGARDING MY PREVIOUS VIDEO..."

Yeah Chinny you might want to steer clear of grandma. Don't want her dropping dead since she still funds your extremely gluttonous and inexcusably lazy lifestyle.

And of course this is what we all noticed from today's livestream...

Chantal isn't going to pack anything herself. Either she's going to wait for a fed up Bibi to do it, or she'll make Peetz do it. This pretend-to-pack livestream was pathetic. She drags out a small box, shows us a few DVDs, then blames the cat for her laziness. She was out of breath the entire time and she did nothing. But fear not, she rewarded herself with some well deserved relaxation after running her mouth for nearly an hour.



That's right, Chantal, get comfy. Sink further into your delusions of living in a supposed luxury apartment with all new furniture that someone else will pay for. Ignore the fact that nicer apartments (even ones below luxury level) can and will kick out tenants who continuously disturb other residents, or who are so disgusting that their lifestyle start to attract insects and rodents. I'm very excited for April!

 

[Angry New Ager]

Listening to her saw through the vegetables instead of chopping was painful. Bitch, you're on YouTube all damn day. Watch a cooking basics video.

That knife probably hasn't been sharpened since the day she bought it (on a blister card, hanging on a peg in Target or a similar store). She's also stupid enough to not know that knives need sharpening, much less how to do it.

And I'm assuming she isn't using one of those cheap "Never Needs Sharpening!" knives with a micro-serrated edge (which would sort-of explain sawing instead of slicing, given Chantal's level of rētardation).

 

[Random Internet Person]

That knife probably hasn't been sharpened since the day she bought it (on a blister card, hanging on a peg in Target or a similar store). She's also stupid enough to not know that knives need sharpening, much less how to do it.

And I'm assuming she isn't using one of those cheap "Never Needs Sharpening!" knives with a micro-serrated edge (which would sort-of explain sawing instead of slicing, given Chantal's level of rētardation).

I thought it was well established Chantal had no kitchen skills. I bet she doesn’t even watch Food Network.

 

[PatTraverse]

I have criticized Bibi a few times in the past for quietly accepting Chantal's insanity but, ever since the announced break up, he has shown how he will no longer play along. There is something really cathartic seeing him express how he simply cannot stand her like the rest of us. He is clearly doing everything he can to make her feel unwanted in ways that even someone as dense as her can understand that he wants her to leave as soon as possible.

Chantal has to be extremely depressed that her "rock" is now a "hater" like all her critics. The man is finally making her accountable and that is simply inhuman treatment in her crazy mind. Godspeed Bibi.

 

[Strawberry Pocky]

I've always been sort of interested in the "Hatred VS Disinterest" debate....
which is worse? which would you consider to be more hurtful and have a deeper impact? Another person "hating" you (but therefore dedicating thought, effort, and emotion towards you with heaps of attention to boot) or complete and utter indifference? is being ignored, not recognized, shunned, even not even known about by the second party worse?

I've heard that hating a person is better than not caring/giving a fuck about them at all, because to hate you would still care and think about them somewhat, even in a negative way. But indifference is brutal because they don't give a wet shit that you are even alive

I bring this up because, as others have said, we very quickly have seen Malan go from stoic and ignoring Chantal's whole fat existence, to now actively engaging and antagonising her.
Most emotionally intelligent people might think the indifference was worse, especially for a supposed "boyfriend." But i bet in Chantal's tiny, fat suffocated, smooth little pig brain, she thinks a HAYDUR is worse because UWU MEANIE WORDS ON MY OUCHIE FEE FEES

 

[Karen White]

I've always been sort of interested in the "Hatred VS Disinterest" debate....
which is worse? which would you consider to be more hurtful and have a deeper impact? Another person "hating" you (but therefore dedicating thought, effort, and emotion towards you with heaps of attention to boot) or complete and utter indifference? is being ignored, not recognized, shunned, even not even known about by the second party worse?

I've heard that hating a person is better than not caring/giving a fuck about them at all, because to hate you would still care and think about them somewhat, even in a negative way. But indifference is brutal because they don't give a wet shit that you are even alive

I bring this up because, as others have said, we very quickly have seen Malan go from stoic and ignoring Chantal's whole fat existence, to now actively engaging and antagonising her.
Most emotionally intelligent people might think the indifference was worse, especially for a supposed "boyfriend." But i bet in Chantal's tiny, fat suffocated, smooth little pig brain, she thinks a HAYDUR is worse because UWU MEANIE WORDS ON MY OUCHIE FEE FEES

I have often believed the old saying that the opposite of love is not hate, but indifference. While, I do believe this to be true, I don’t think what we are seeing is hate. There is something to be said for someone that has the ability to set healthy boundaries in their relationships. ”No Chantal, I’m not going to put up with your constant lies, your emotional manipulation, your refusal to better yourself, your refusal to make the changes necessary to be a partner, your damn cats destroying our home”. I don’t think BiBi hates her. I just think he is done.