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Any art experts here? I assume the unhung art leaning next to the boxes and staircase is some random print from some boomer suburban store, but between that and the potato quality of the shot, Reverse Image search isn't able to identify it.
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She's a fucking psycho. There is not ONE redeeming quality about this deathly, morbidly blob of human excrement. Her rat-face, lip-curling, baby talking/wheezing part is probably the most painful thing about this disgusting, obese cuntrag.
I am currently bored over the holidays, and am eagerly awaiting seeing a stroke occur. Not one that would kill her, but would fuck up half her body.
My wish to Santa is that we can see this slag at her absolute pitiful worst e.g. she's begging in the Kingdom of Lord Diabetes, Lady Stroke and King Heart-Attack to give her mercy, all her pleas will go unheard, and we then get another 6 months of watching this wretched piece of human filth flail in pain and misery & multiple amputations.
Santa - please, make it so.
Yeah, whatever. Doesn't change how I feel. This beast deserves pain and misery.Lol calm the Jesus shittin fuck down, faggot.
God damn.
Actually I always thought Chantal could be a nice amateur romance writer, with all those stories about men she has been with she keeps making up.
Scatological humour and awkward sex with inadequate men is not my idea of romance. Her stories and humour are straight out of early 2000s raunchy comedies like American Pie and completely outdated. Lame "wacky" anecdotes like the one about how someone was supposedly jerking off at the hospital is the type of content we would get. If i want that type of content; plenty of it exists and i can just go back and watch them. I don't need to have them retold to me by someone who can barely string a few words together.Actually I always thought Chantal could be a nice amateur romance writer, with all those stories about men she has been with she keeps making up.
Have you heard our Canadian princess speak? Adjectives - the most important (ie, most padding) part of romance novels - are entirely beyond her. Lemon tastes 'lemony'. Creamy sauces taste 'creamy'. Fresh food tastes 'fresh'.
Ya know what, you are correct. I quickly went back to a couple of videos where we see the living room/stairs and the picture hasn't been there that long, so I stand corrected and hyperbolic. The dismantled chair, however, has been there since 28th June....!Has it been there that long? I don't recall seeing it before now, and assumed it was a new impulse purchase. Then again, she's always had so many unflattened, undiscarded Amazon boxes, and so much other shit sitting at the base of the stairs, I could have overlooked it.
What’s the point of assembling it when you’re only going to flatten it again?The dismantled chair, however, has been there since 28th June....!
She's a fucking psycho. There is not ONE redeeming quality about this deathly, morbidly blob of human excrement. Her rat-face, lip-curling, baby talking/wheezing part is probably the most painful thing about this disgusting, obese cuntrag.
I am currently bored over the holidays, and am eagerly awaiting seeing a stroke occur. Not one that would kill her, but would fuck up half her body.
My wish to Santa is that we can see this slag at her absolute pitiful worst e.g. she's begging in the Kingdom of Lord Diabetes, Lady Stroke and King Heart-Attack to give her mercy, all her pleas will go unheard, and we then get another 6 months of watching this wretched piece of human filth flail in pain and misery & multiple amputations.
Santa - please, make it so.
Yeah, whatever. Doesn't change how I feel. This beast deserves pain and misery.
Indeed... Which may explain why they haven't bothered to break down the myriad of boxes; they're going to pack them right up again! Right? As soon as their present squatting ground has been defiled to its fullest. They're the type of people who move into a place, live without care or the simple maintenance of cleaning it once in awhile - why do that, we're moving soon anyway - and then abscond on a dark and stormy night. I hope the landlord demanded a substantial damages fee up front, because they've already lost that just because of the cats & carpet combo. Then there's most probably instapot steam damage, accidental poo damage (feline AND human), a variety of stains ranging from fecal to pizza grease, and possibly a cockroach infestation carried over from her move from Bibi's place.What’s the point of assembling it when you’re only going to flatten it again?
Chinny is so fucking stupid she thinks that YouTube "Health oriented trainers/creators" should be held to the same professional standards as a psychologist. Most of them are about as educated as she is.Our smug mental health professional is back in the house...
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Are we taking bets if she actually went? If she did go, how many times until she quits? Will she ever mention it again? Or will we all just know she's going and things are going well because we naturally notice the healing taking place.
So many questions.
Yeah, whatever. Doesn't change how I feel. This beast deserves pain and misery.
This is so true!Along with ALR, Jen, and Amy, Chantal is one of the biggest (no pun intended, and yet) and weirdest entertainment life provided us this past years through modern technology, and for free... a modern oddity for which 150 years ago you would have paid 5¢ to witness for a few minutes only. Do you realize how spoiled we are?