- We're greeted by our favourite behemoth in her new luxury kitchen. She's clearly sitting on her black desk chair, carton boxes in the background, other shit in the foreground. She informs us that she still has to work on her set-up, as if she had a Hollywood studio back when she lived in Cockroach Luxury Residence. Fear not, though, she'll get her ringlights either today or tomorrow.
- One of her favourite Indian places is on Skip the Dishes. To whoever loves or is Indian food, I'm sorry but that slop she got looks like shit. Like, actual, literal shit.
- She claims that whatever she won't eat she'll put it back, at the same time she proceeds to put everything in the container on her plate and licks her fingers. I see her class and sophistication continues to exist in this new luxury apartment of hers.
- Peetz doesn't like Indian food, he's sleeping and very tired.
- She got rice, naan bread, chunks of Indian cheese with spinach and two sides of stuff she doesn't even know but they're very good. Chantal food reviewer strikes again.
- She licks her fingers again. From this angle she really looks like a toddler.
- Fucking hell, those arms will give me nightmares tonight.
- The way she tears the bread triggers me immensely.
- First bite of bread --> her fucking jaw pops like a troons neovag's stitches rip at first penetration. You're welcome for that image.
- "You know when you have like a specific craving and you get to eat it?" You mean every single day of you pathetic existence?
- Her fingers look exactly like leeches. Revolting.
- The white stuff she didn't order taste like savoury yogurt. Take a shot every time she uses "savoury" to describe food and you'll get cirrhosis.
- Bibi's working until midnight these days and she needs him to help her bring the cats in the car and some of her stuff. Yesterday she went back to the old apartment even though she was dead tired. She got at the apartment at 10.30PM (why? She knew he got off work at midnight, she's really exceptional) and she fell asleep there until the morning after. I'm sure Bibi was thrilled about it.
- She'll shoot a video with Peetz at dinner, we'll get it tomorrow. I'm sure it'll be Oscar worthy.
- She needs to get pots so that she can cook Chef Boyardee's Beefaroni. What the fuck.
- "I've been craving this [read: Indian food] so bad" What don't you crave, Chantal?
- The movers helped them move the couch and the beds but Chantal and Peetz moved her own stuff like clothes and boxes, she had to walk up and down the stairs a few times. Did she expect the movers to move permanently her ass in the kitchen, too?
- She'll initially confine her cats to the bedroom. She'll take her dirty clothes that have "funk" (her words, not mine) and put them in her bedroom to get them comfortable. Poor creatures.
- "Do you guys like Indian food?" Not anymore, you beast.
- She went to the Dollar Store to get things she forgot like soap, toilet brushes etc. She also got some hand sanitizer. I know, riveting content, eh? I want to kill myself, too, don't worry.
- She cannot wait to play with Peetz's Nintendo Switch.
- She still has to explore the new neighbourhood and the different walking paths

- They haven't done groceries yet because the lines are too long and she's too tired. Our qween is exhausted, let's respekt her.
- "
At least for now, I'm milking the moving excuse". At least she's vaguely self-aware.
- She needs to make the new home the cats' wonderland because she doesn't want them to get bored or scratch everything. She also has to buy some more stuff, but moving is
so exhausting, you guys! Did you know that?!?!?
- She proudly shows us some plates her uncle gifted her, along with some bowls, glasses, cutlery and shit. Her family must be really desperate to keep her as far away from their homes as they can.
- Tomorrow's goal: groceries.
- She's tried to end this video 3 times already by saying her usual "Anyways guys", and yet, I still see 2 minutes left. Fucking hell, woman, connect your brain to your mouth every once in a while.
- Peetz wants to bring his cat in the new home but they'll have to talk about it because she (the cat) might stress Chantal's cats. She's really such a selfish bitch. Although if we want to be positive she'll probably be dead in 6 months so Peetz won't have to wait for too long.