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

Pickle doesn't stand a chance.

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ETA: horrifying tic (real) at 31:45

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my god, how much fuckin fat is in that "meal" mountain of cajun fries, big ass burger, mayo AND ketchup and a fucking chocolate milkshake for a drink.

of course why go to the park when she can now bring the park to her green screen. lets be honest, she wouldn't be able to squeeze her gunt into a picnic table and forget her sitting on a blanket on the grass, she's so round she would never get back up. the irony of her sitting there talking about her cat wanting to go outside for a walk but you two fat fucks don't want to go fart outdoors for a bit? she really is on a mission to the grave.
 
Chantal exceeded Slaton levels of tarditity in this one, made Peetz seem less.......tarded.


It looks like she just consumed approx 1/2 cup of mayo and ketchup mixed together with her fries. Mayo and cheese added to the burger already dripping with grease.

No way that was 1/2 a cup, more like 1 cup and then some and like 3/4 cup of ketchup.


I loved how the green screen bled thru Chantal's hamburger, the most mesmerizing thing in the video.


Chantal for your next time warp, do the Great Earthquake of 1906 in San Fran. Keep the table just where it was in this last one and when you laugh at all the death and destruction it will give the viewers the effect of an earthquake.

Just keepin it reel
 
Her burger without added extras is 610 calories. For the fries they give a range of between 530-1,310; think it depends in the size & those weren't small. 40 calories for the milkshake. I find that low but it's from the chain's website. I didn't calculate the ketchup & mayo but all told she scarfed down about 2,000 calories.

"Some people just don't get like, super-excited over food I Guess." at 13: 45. That's right Chantal.

Interesting comment from Peetz at 19:46: "You broke me. You do that t people, you know it."
 

It looks like a morbidly obese mom having lunch with her retarted son.

Bless their hearts.

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Peete inhaled his burger asap to keep Chantal from eyeing it.. only to have her fatally eye his fries as he proceeds to eat HIS own fries from HIS own bag, without combining theirs so she can have at least half of his.

She cuts off his RIPs for Boseman and a cartoon voice character fro m his childhood to begin loudly talking about her boring dreams.

Her dreams mainly revolve around anxiety: managers not catering to her; being unable to graduate due to not attending classes; stuck in a theater with a homicidal maniac.

She fat.

Peetz rarely remembers dreams. One de does remember is of Chantal opening a boutique with a lady friend. In his dream, he and the friend were flirting and they were going to get together.

Chantal is irritated by this dream.

She's getting more furious by the second that he isn't sharing his fries. She finally bursts- to passive aggressively call him out for leaving a thin pickle slice behind. The Beast devours it.

"BUT YOU WEREN'T GONNA EAT IT, WERE YOU?" demands the food vortex.

"...probably not. Maybe. I hadn't decided", squeaks the simp.

"Perhaps I should have inquired into your wants..." ponders the behemoth, "...but you would have said no, RIGHT?"

"...well, maybe", simpers the simp, "... but probably not...."

THE BEAST IS ANGERED.

"ARE YOU SURE??", seethed the beast.

Peetz makes moues and seems to imply he may have, indeed, wanted the pickle - though we can never know, now that it's gone.

The beast cannot abide this. "WITNESS MY ENTIRE JAR OF PICKLES, SIMP. OH, YOU CRIED OUT IN PAIN FOR BUT A SINGLE PICKLE? WELL, LET ME TEMPT YOU WITH ALL MY PICKLE STASH!"

The Simp knew better than to take of The Beast's own personal pickle stash. He demurs.

The beast is temporarily soothed. But then it remembers: something is being held back from its maw. It glares, "HOW ARE YOUR FRIES?"

The simp does not notice the danger. "They're all right", the simp declares in his simple-ness.

The Beast scents dissent. "ARE THE VICTUALS NOT PLEASING??", roars The Beast?

The beast continues to eye the food not within her short reach. And then, the Simp makes a fatal mistake:

"I get more excited about comics than food, I guess", says the Simp, happily talking into his private fry reserve, "we must go pick up my comics soon."

"Ohhhh yes. . . Your comics", sneers The Beast, "we simply must." The Simp has no idea the danger he's in.

"... but really, you can go any day of the week - by yourself, before 6", says the Beast sweetly, knowing that The Simp has a job and no wheels. "RIGHT? RIGHT?" His fries have never been more in danger.

"yes", replies the terrified Simp.

The Beast declares that they will watch a Netflix series of her choosing all the night: "Unless you dared to have other plans, Simp?" This is a trap.

And the Simp walked straight in: "well, we can do that Beast - after I finish my one show", says the Simp, with total disregard for his personal safety, nor that of his fries.

The conversation devolves into Peetz being rapturous about other shows and movies he will continue to watch, to his liking. Chantal makes as many passive aggressive digs as she can against the One Who Will Not Share His Fries. But, due to his simple-ness, they are all easily deflected.

They continue to trade barbs. But then The Simp makes another perilous decision: to tease the Beast about her age. The reignited furiius side eyes at the yet-un inhaled fry stash the simp still has. "ARE YOU ENJOYING YOUR MILKSHAKE?", seethes the Beast?

The Simp must act fast, or perish. He begins acting out a series of simple monkey faces, a regular side show act, in an attempt at self preservation. He is in luck: the Beast is amused.

But then, the unlucky Simp steps once more into the minefield, too confident in his court jester routine: "You broke me! That's what you do to people you spend time with - you break them!", cries, the Simp, looking for another round of applause.

The Beast begins to undulate; this releases beaches and farts and all manner of gaseous noisements. She begins to moan about how filling these particular burgers and fries are; why, she laments, can she eat so many McDick burgers and so few from Five Guys?

Well, my children, the secret is this: she has another 3 burgers lying in wait for her in the Paper Sack of Delivery.

Until next time, may the Beast not Devour your own Dreams!
 
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Her burger without added extras is 610 calories. For the fries they give a range of between 530-1,310; think it depends in the size & those weren't small. 40 calories for the milkshake. I find that low but it's from the chain's website. I didn't calculate the ketchup & mayo but all told she scarfed down about 2,000 calories.

"Some people just don't get like, super-excited over food I Guess." at 13: 45. That's right Chantal.

Interesting comment from Peetz at 19:46: "You broke me. You do that t people, you know it."
Milkshakes are between 670-1400 calories. It says to "customize" a shake will add between 40 & 360 calories to it...
 

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My first thought upon watching this: James is so fucking done with her.

My second thought: If James suddenly necks himself, and anybody is even remotely surprised by that, I'm going to point to this video and the one taken out by the airport (where he admits he's depressed).

ETA: And holy shit, she ate a ton of mayo with those fries. She spooned out about half a cup of it at the beginning, then added another heaping spoonful later on, and there wasn't much left on the paper when she was done. There's about 1500 calories in one cup of mayo, and I swear she put away 1000-1200 calories in mayo alone.
 
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Pretty interesting to witness the stark contrast in Clotso's attitude between tonight's boisterous burger bonanza and last night's sigh-filled, humdrum homemade taco fiesta.
Last night she gave us a few perfunctory "mmmm's" and eye rolls before dropping the facade, but tonight she nearly blew a a gasket (and my eardrums out) with anticipitory "TEE HEES" and excited sputtering as she pulled those greasy burgers out of the bag, manic as fuck.

Bless you recappers, I only managed to make it about 5 min in, but Chinny was in fine form: singing, squealing, doing her cat voices, giggling, ticcing and mugging for the camera.
What a difference a day (and UberEats) makes!
 
Pretty interesting to witness the stark contrast in Clotso's attitude between tonight's boisterous burger bonanza and last night's sigh-filled, humdrum homemade taco fiesta.
Last night she gave us a few perfunctory "mmmm's" and eye rolls before dropping the facade, but tonight she nearly blew a a gasket (and my eardrums out) with anticipitory "TEE HEES" and excited sputtering as she pulled those greasy burgers out of the bag, manic as fuck.

Bless you recappers, I only managed to make it about 5 min in, but Chinny was in fine form: singing, squealing, doing her cat voices, giggling, ticcing and mugging for the camera.
What a difference a day (and UberEats) makes!
Is this whiplash typical when she goes from making something to eating fast food?
 
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"Some people just dont get like- super excited over food, i guess." She snarkily says at the 13:44 mark while shoving fries down her pipehole. As in some people she's talking about the general population that have hobbies, jobs and a life right? Unless you're a Chef, or a genuine food lover who enjoys preparing unique dishes and travelling internationally for different cultured cuisine, the average joe isn't getting excited over food. The only reason she gets excited over food is because she's a gluttonous swine and it's the only thing she has in her life.
 
Is this whiplash typical when she goes from making something to eating fast food?
Only fast food has the touch. The ability to stroke and stimulate the hungry clitoris that somehow sprouted on her palate. The skill to effectively caress the sugar walls that lie within her outstretched mouth. The fiendish power to cause Chantal to buckle, moan, roll her eyes, make guttural sounds, squirm in her seat, and lose herself to orgasmic bursts of pleasure.

The King, Colonel, and Clown have always been her greatest lovers, no matter what lies she has told about her Senegalese manlet.
 
"Youre presence breaks people's1 minds'
-Peetz

I feel like this should be a random.txt.

I also agree that you can't help but feel like the tension is palpable in this video. But I also felt like again this is two exceptional special school children eating lunch in the cafeteria.
 
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