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 wonder whether this comment will be deleted or if she’ll just add a snippy reply
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Maybe he was staring because you were shrieking about hotdogs in your car by yourself?
He was staring because she's a massive fatwad jammed into a tiny car, had a tray with a takeout box on it hooked to her steering wheel, and was shrieking about hot dogs, despite being alone.

She's got to present quite a spectacle when seen in the wild, on the hoof, and I'm sure he was appropriately awed, and reduced to staring in wonder, by it.
 
Her brain is fried, she didn't even get the name of the restaurant right. It's literally 3 words: ChungChun Rice Dog. She's in North York and it's a pretty crowded city so naturally restaurant space is really small - only enough space for 2-3 people to stand comfortably in line. Or one of Chantal. She would have taken up all the standing area in the restaurant. There are very few uberfats, or even moderately obese people living in the city tend to be more slim due to all the walking you need to do (driving sucks ass there) . The small living conditions basically forces you to maintain a smaller body size. No wonder people were gawking at her eating in her car.

And there's no way she drove all the way there just for those hotdogs, I wonder what else she plowed through on her trip. "It's good because every 80km there's a full rest stop with gas, restaurants, washrooms." Of course, restaurants. So she stopped every hour for a restaurant break, right?
 
And there's no way she drove all the way there just for those hotdogs, I wonder what else she plowed through on her trip. "It's good because every 80km there's a full rest stop with gas, restaurants, washrooms." Of course, restaurants. So she stopped every hour for a restaurant break, right?
It's obvious she'd already stopped to eat on her way to Toronto; when she's genuinely hungry she tears into her food with much greater savagery and gets a lot more orgasmic over it. Plus, she didn't finish them; that she was able to suddenly stop, close the lid on the box, and set it aside is a sure sign of a stuffed Chantal.
 
The Saturday chimpout is actually a bit early this week; mind you, this will be the first of many posts that will be memory-holed within 24 hours. Have you ever noticed that most of her chimpouts occur on weekends?
Here's my theory...
The weekends are generally a time where people come together. Parents spend time with their children. Neighbours come together to decompress after a stressful work week. It could even be date night for a couple in love. Others may be planning what they will do on Halloween within the confines of their imposed social bubble.
But not Clotso. She has none of that. No friends. No love. No children. And certainly no loving community. Just a degenerate autist friend that spends his evenings beating his dick like an Iraqi war prisoner to pictures of animated ponies with crudely drawn titties followed by inserting bland, recycled progressive hot takes into the Twitter feed of other degenerates.
While out collecting her binge fodder at various drive-thrus, she sees all of this. She sees happily married couples going out to dinner for date night or with their children. She sees friends hanging out, reconnecting, and having a great time.
Predictably, this fills her with immense rage as the only thing she does have is her thoughts. The thought that she has burned every bridge and irreparably soiled every positive relationship in her life by virtue of her narcissism, general unpleasantness, and antisocial tendencies. So she lashes out. Chantal directs her rage at YouTube commentators poking fun at her deformed expense, with the most recent commentator being an insult comic posing as a drag queen. The best part of it all is how in all of her attempts to expose these critics as the hateful bigots she paints them to be, her dissenters grow stronger. Their audiences flourish and the laughter directed toward her multiplies. No one gives a shit what she thinks or how she feels about this and this makes her even angrier. And the cycle continues.
I would feel sorry for her in all of this. It's easy to feel sorry for a broken woman with a life devoid of happiness, joy, and a promising future.

But then I remember it's Chinny and I wake up.
 
So...what? They're fried cheese on a stick with a tiny piece of processed meat in the middle? Wow, such a high end treat for our Canadian gourmand. Clearly only those with a refined palate can fully enjoy this Korean version of cheap fair food.

God it looked so nasty, especially with her eating it. I'm surprised she didnt pull out the cultural facts, like how Koreans don't have high rates of obesity but they eat like this. Like your average Kpop idol is shoveling down melted cheese for every meal.
 
So Charlie finally reacted and everyone is questioning Chantal for going from one hotspot to another for essential dinosaurs and Korean pogos. Will she calmly handle this and put out her third video or do a live from the drive thru tonight with her ride or die bitch Peetz? Or will she spend all night raging in her community tab? She’s still asleep so we won’t know for a few hours.
 
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