Her groceries included
- 1 half a ham
- A large package of sandwich ham
- One head of lettuce (that she said she could eat in one sitting)
- A carton of cremini mushrooms
- A carton of white mushrooms
Now here I thought she ran through the store in a manic rush, grabbing whatever she could with the little bit of mobility she has, but no, she fucking ORDERED those groceries. Why? She said she doesn't feel good after walking through the store in the hot weather. No, I can't imagine lugging a quarter of a ton of fat around a store would be pleasant either, Chantal. So guess what folks? The bed bound saga is a comin'. She ain't ever gon' go get groceries no mo'. Be'lee dat.
It's always amazing that
even with a shopping list, Clotso never manages to procure items for more than a single meal, often purchasing a bunch of random, unrelated shit and a crap-ton of perishables she will never eat before they end up spoiling.
She has zero ability to plan ahead; her cave brain decides "CHANTAL TOO FAT, CHANTAL NEED FRUIT NOW" and off she goes, filling her cart with pallets of unripe fruit that will sit on her counter until it attracts bugs because she
abhors food that hasn't been cooked in a deep-fryer and presented in a paper bag.
Blood Sugar on 10, but Chantal said it has to be wrong cuz she took it when she was fasting, ya know?
It was only a matter of time until she started walking back the Beetus diagnosis, but I figured it wouldn't happen at least until she's actually seen the nutritionist at the diabetes center. At this point I'm starting to wonder if she'll even follow through with that. If I had to put money on it, I'd bet against it.
It's just hilarious that she feels the need to tell us about this, then lie. It's her choice whether she wants to sacrifice a trotter to the Arby's gods, I think she greatly overestimates the extent to which anyone truly gives a shit.
His apology really baffles me. He basically said, "well, it's no surprise people think I'm a creep, I can't blame them." Wtf, grow some nuts. It's really no surprise he's a cuck.
FFS Peetz. It's always pretty entertaining when preachy, insufferable SJW's whose "activism" consist of shrieking for wokepoints on Twitter become the victims of their own ridiculous tactics.
What's that saying? I
think it's "
When you lie down with dogs... people are gonna assume you're a dog-fucker". Or something like that.
Sidenote: I haven't watched tonight's offering- but is Clotso actually still eating in the
kitchen? From the pics it looks like she's still parked there like a fat gargoyle atop her kitchen perch, blocking access to Peetz's KitKat Bars in the fridge- after he not only asked her stop doing that, but put that whole stupid dining room table together for her while she sat on her ass, "supervised" and promised to get rid of the boxes (which ofc appear to still be there).
Jesus, Peetz. No one can be
this much of a spineless pushover. I keep waiting for him to completely lose his shit on Chantal, but I'm starting to lose hope.