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

My favorite part so far: Peetz getting indignant, insisting that he ISN'T A FURRY, immediately followed by admitting that he's attracted to anime characters.
Also: Chantal was pretty offended, and rolled her eyes once again when someone asked if they both were autistic.
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Happy New Years, Shitlords!
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Two things. One: anyone else notice that they have the fucking dining room table pushed over to that cheap ass Big Lots couch instead of sitting in actual chairs while they gorge? And two: Is that a towel on the seat of the office chair or did her gigantic, “deep” ass flatten one of those butt cushions to the width of a crepe?
 
I hope she records the junk removal saga. I want to see her delusional story about how the removal guys all wanted to bang her . And while obviously for privacy reasons she should not film them, I'd love to see their faces when they come inside. They probably think they're coming to help a frail old lady, not a cackling ogress and her hunchbacked henchman.
 
Jesus, she’s bursting out of the seams of that very uncomfortable looking unfortunate dress. And she positively dwarfs James, sitting beside him on the couch. Eating, drinking and vaping. Tomorrow is another day in Chantalville. Healthy living starts then.

On a positive note, Happy New Years fellow farmers. Our behemoth is on her way to making the year ahead unforgettable.
 
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For those out there worried for poor Peetz, and wonder how he can stand living in an absolute pigsty, his own room reveals he isn't exactly Felix Unger.
No fitted sheet - ok, wouldn't date the guy for that but it's his bed so whatever.

Amazon box - WHAT??????? Thought Amazon was the devil?

Who is coming to take the boxes? 1-800-Got Junk? They don't clean for you, they're going to expect the boxes to be flattened. And they're not cheap. If she can flatten the boxes, they can be easily put in the empty recycle bin at the bottom of her stairs and put out every second week. For free.

Her life is so tragic but not in a romantic way. If she dies tomorrow, who will cry for her?
 
I hope she records the junk removal saga. I want to see her delusional story about how the removal guys all wanted to bang her . And while obviously for privacy reasons she should not film them, I'd love to see their faces when they come inside. They probably think they're coming to help a frail old lady, not a cackling ogress and her hunchbacked henchman.

She has such charisma, such joie de vivre! So intelligent, with a sparkling wit and wry humor. And, dare I add, such sex appeal. Why, if she were more well-known, the men would be lining up at her doorstep, hoping to catch but a mere glimpse of her, so they could say they saw her in person. They could live the rest their days secure in the knowledge they had glimpsed her eternal beauty. The world will pen odes to her on her passing, and Canada will declare her birthday a national holiday.
 
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