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

If you are enjoying yourself then don't let me stop you (not that I could even if I wanted to do so) but I am stunned that anyone thinks there is cause to speculate about what "happened" to Chantal to make her say she stressed.

1. She can't be trusted to tell the truth about anything ever. Her saying something is never proof that this thing actually occurred. She probably wasn't "stressed" at all but was just one of her frequent moods in which she behaves in hostile, rude, haughty manner and was trying to justify it to ward off critics.
2. Even if she was her version of "stressed" this isn't enough to say that something traumatic or exciting or dramatic or even mildly interesting interrupted her banal routine. She has been "stressed" by running errands for a couple of hours, "stressed" by picking up garbage from her floor, "stressed" by eating a block of cheese, "stressed" by trying to adhere to a three time a week video schedule, "stressed" by getting messages about reaction channels, "stressed" by reading a diet plan handout and was once so "stressed" that she couldn't pull herself out of bed in mid-afternoon to let her nurse in her apartment.

Making up stories is fun (Chantal sure enjoys it) but if Chantal is the protagonist of yours try to remember that she is in no way a functional normal human being that would react to any stimuli the way a normal functional human being would.
 
If you are enjoying yourself then don't let me stop you (not that I could even if I wanted to do so) but I am stunned that anyone thinks there is cause to speculate about what "happened" to Chantal to make her say she stressed.

1. She can't be trusted to tell the truth about anything ever. Her saying something is never proof that this thing actually occurred. She probably wasn't "stressed" at all but was just one of her frequent moods in which she behaves in hostile, rude, haughty manner and was trying to justify it to ward off critics.
2. Even if she was her version of "stressed" this isn't enough to say that something traumatic or exciting or dramatic or even mildly interesting interrupted her banal routine. She has been "stressed" by running errands for a couple of hours, "stressed" by picking up garbage from her floor, "stressed" by eating a block of cheese, "stressed" by trying to adhere to a three time a week video schedule, "stressed" by getting messages about reaction channels, "stressed" by reading a diet plan handout and was once so "stressed" that she couldn't pull herself out of bed in mid-afternoon to let her nurse in her apartment.

Making up stories is fun (Chantal sure enjoys it) but if Chantal is the protagonist of yours try to remember that she is in no way a functional normal human being that would react to any stimuli the way a normal functional human being would.

Agreed. Chantal's concept of any level of feeling is so warped that it's impossible to really know the extent of the feeling. Case in point: when she says she's hungry because she hasn't eaten all day or when she claims she has to run so many errands and her day is just going to be so busy. In reality, she doesn't understand what it's like to be hungry because she likely never goes long enough without eating to feel actual hunger pains (and no, just getting a tinge of an appetite doesn't equate to being hungry) and she's so damn lazy that she considers anything that involves even the most minor inconvenience as being busy. So, yeah, just knowing she has to do some laundry or put gas in the car could be enough to trigger stress in Chantal.
 
Depends on how often they drink. Someone (a complete alcoholic) I knew who was 420# and it took a half a case to get drunk (and the rest of the case to stay drunk). But I've also seen a 300# take 2 shots and be staggeringly drunk cause they didn't drink often.
Her failing liver and shot kidneys should be taken into account when considering how quickly she gets drunk.
My (completely uneducated) guess is she’d get drunk more quickly as her organs are probably not able to metabolize anything properly.

ETA: Ninja’d by @Ass Dan
 
Regardless of how much she can drink, she's totally the loser who has one sip of a rum and coke and "oh my god, I'm so drunk" and just gets louder and more annoying.

I am surprised she was drinking Grey Goose. I would have assumed she'd buy cheaper stuff. Or maybe it's what she intuitively needed.
 
How glorious would it be if the family had Nat and her boyfriend temporarily move into Uncle’s house to take care of Grams and Chantal is stuck wallowing in her squalor.

Either way, it’s only a matter of time before we get a McDonald’s chimp-out. She’s coming up on one year anniversary of her break up with Bibi and will soon have to either renew her lease or find other housing. I wonder what the landlord will think of the roach nest stack of boxes and cat vomit / shit stained carpets.
 
How glorious would it be if the family had Nat and her boyfriend temporarily move into Uncle’s house to take care of Grams and Chantal is stuck wallowing in her squalor.

Either way, it’s only a matter of time before we get a McDonald’s chimp-out. She’s coming up on one year anniversary of her break up with Bibi and will soon have to either renew her lease or find other housing. I wonder what the landlord will think of the roach nest stack of boxes and cat vomit / shit stained carpets.
In Ontario, once a lease ends, it switches to month to month. There's nothing to sign and nothing to do, they will live there as long as they pay their rent and it will be up to Chantal and Peetz to give their notice to move. A private individual does not own that house, it is owned by a rental property company - they just want tenants who pay their rent, that's it, that's all. And when they move, the company will come in, do repairs and change the carpetting - it's nothing they haven't seen before.
 
I am surprised she was drinking Grey Goose. I would have assumed she'd buy cheaper stuff. Or maybe it's what she intuitively needed.
She definitely bought the Grey Goose just for the camera to flex on how “classy”/“rich” she is; though of course when it comes to premium booze, Grey Goose is about as basic bitch as it gets (see also: her Michael Kors bag displayed like the Hope Diamond on Instagram). I doubt she’d even notice the difference in taste - it isn’t fast food, after all.

Or maybe Grey Goose is the vodka equivalent of “organic” smoothies, in which case it’s pretty much negative calories.
 
Honesty, on some level she must have a death wish. Not only has she doubled-down on eating shit food since finding out she has a fatty liver, but what the hell, let's throw a bottle of vodka at it for good measure!

With her labored breathing and clotty lungs, I am half expecting to see cigarettes make an appearance in the near future.
 
She definitely bought the Grey Goose just for the camera to flex on how “classy”/“rich” she is; though of course when it comes to premium booze, Grey Goose is about as basic bitch as it gets (see also: her Michael Kors bag displayed like the Hope Diamond on Instagram). I doubt she’d even notice the difference in taste - it isn’t fast food, after all.

Or maybe Grey Goose is the vodka equivalent of “organic” smoothies, in which case it’s pretty much negative calories.
*cough*Luksusowa*cough*

It boggles my mind how Chantal would try to look classy while also burping and farting on camera, eating with her mouth open and slopping food all over her face and shirt. How is there no cognitive dissonance here.
 
Honesty, on some level she must have a death wish. Not only has she doubled-down on eating shit food since finding out she has a fatty liver, but what the hell, let's throw a bottle of vodka at it for good measure!

With her labored breathing and clotty lungs, I am half expecting to see cigarettes make an appearance in the near future.
She vapes already.
 
She looks extra globular here. The fat deposits on her forehead are turning into an MtF's brow ridge.
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Casey/Bebejunes probably smells the yeasty tuna and thought a can was just cracked.
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"Can I not washroom in peace?"

First of all, is "washroom" used as a verb in Canada? My apologies if it is, but that really rubs me the wrong way for some reason. In the U.S., we would never say "Can I not bathroom in peace?"

Secondly, you can "washroom" in peace all you want, Chantal. No one is forcing you to the leave the bathroom door open or to whip out your phone while you are shitting to take a picture of the poor cat.

In fact, that is all sorts of creepy and fucked up on your part. But not the cat's.
 
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"Can I not washroom in peace?"

First of all, is "washroom" used as a verb in Canada? My apologies if it is, but that really rubs me the wrong way for some reason.

Secondly, you can "washroom" in peace all you want, Chantal. No one is forcing you to the leave the bathroom door open or to whip out your phone while you are shitting to take a picture of the poor cat.

In fact, that is all sorts of creepy and fucked up on your part. But not the cat's.
Why are you forgetting that Chantal is quirky and adorable? She adults, she washrooms, she intuitively eats.

Speaking of honouring her hunger, shouldn't she be promising us a video of her eating slop because she misses us?
 
No. While we employ some regional vernacular we don't tend to turn nouns into verbs.

Noun --> verb is an American problem. And so is substituting words in other inappropriate ways. "That's a big ask." No, you fucking retard, it's a REQUEST. God dammit.

Chantal's command of language is abysmal. We're accustomed to her saying retarded things.

Y'all wanna interface with a professional so you can discourse your way through this?
 
The beast is elusive outside of her burrow - or hugbox, also called a comments section - and defenseless against attack. The Chinzilla has braved the Youtube landscape without the protection of her filters and delete button only to be savagely eviscerated in another death fat's territory. Thus, the Chinzilla retreats to her hugbox to rest and gather strength. Soon we will see her back in her own habitat to consume a mere 2% of her daily intake of cheese and carbs. Her own brood will lick her wounds while she feeds and provide her additional sustenance of ass pats until the beast is sated once again.
 
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