"Off-track" is apparently another way to say "normal".
Dang. I'm SO surprised that Chantal has missed her promised Torrid haul. Again. And again.
Trying to get some clout, I bet.
Definitely trying to buddy up to Big Al, who said she was craving McD's: cheeseburger with just onions, a 20-piece nugget so she could eat the outside and waste the chicken within it (just fry breading at home, bitch), a large sprite, two apples pies, and a large fry. Almost the same thing Chantal ordered. (Big Al's blathering cued):
What a fucking cow stable. That shit need to be pushed out of there with a bobcat. You're almost 40, Chantal! Stop leaving your room like a 12 year old would. At least get a hamper or basket hold your skanky clothes. It's been five days now that she was going to clean her room. You think she went ahead and filmed it to either rip that bandaid off all at once and let the "haaydurs" get it out of their systems and will then start cleaning, one object at a time, so her sycophants will be pleased as she films it after she spent a week picking.
What the hell is that box? "Premium Plus"? What is that, my Canadians!