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

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Is this also an aspect of the cycle?
She has been fucking with her audio for a while with extremely obvious frequency modulation causing very high tin (amplifying all crinkles and eating noises). I know for a fact she does this because when she got a new phone the audio was normal. It went to normal for the first time ever right around the time of the OnlyFans opening. This confirms, to me, that the audio filter is a direct request of feeders to pay her money for it, and she intended to move this manipulated audio to OnlyFans while making her YouTube content normal.

This episode it's fucked with again. I feel she is internationally more annoying when she feels emotionally vulnerable to ward off haters. It doesn't work.
 
st. chantal, patron saint of obese morons with a death wish.

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its also funny that she concludes that being murdered by a serial killer is not her thing, tho other people might be into it, while eating herself to death.
 
Despite the intensity and speed of the cycle replenishment process, the roadmap stays the same.
As a reminder
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We are currently nearing the end of part 2 - Breakdown and entering into part 3 - Binge. Expect panic to set in shortly. Potentially an ER visit.
The cycle never fails us

SHE TURNED OFF COMMENTS



Get ready for a daily muckbang all this week!

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Blessed be the fruit 🙏
 
At 21:21 while discussing farting, hungry fat chick says to nick "I was telling foodie beauty don't give those away for free, patreon honey, the farts go on patreon."
Nick agrees and says he's had many requests on only fans for it.
No idea whether this means chantal actually sells recordings or videos of her farting somewhere but we do know chantal did have some recordings of her farting on her phone a while back 🤔 and also chantal and candy have some kind of communication between them.
 
At 21:21 while discussing farting, hungry fat chick says to nick "I was telling foodie beauty don't give those away for free, patreon honey, the farts go on patreon."
Nick agrees and says he's had many requests on only fans for it.
No idea whether this means chantal actually sells recordings or videos of her farting somewhere but we do know chantal did have some recordings of her farting on her phone a while back 🤔 and also chantal and candy have some kind of communication between them.
Yes. I remeber a conversation about this. As below....

2 years of fart recordings. Just in case we had any doubt of her stunted anal fixation.

If I remember right, she had a video where she talked about selling an old phone that had at least a year or two of fart recordings? She talked about how she sold it and the person would discover the recordings. Does this ring a bell for anyone?
Yep, you are correct, she did that. It was a pretty old video named something like 10 weird things about me or something along those lines.
 
Description of hot male model type who instantly messaged her to use her as lifting equipment: "He was so hot. Really buff, super buff. Insta model. Black hair, blue eyes, big body, buff, shiny."

Her sex doll:


I mean, I'm just sayin'...
I'm not sure how a plastic doll is going to gain a hundered pounds and start balding, but if there was ever a chance this is it.
 
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I’d assume she on on every last dating site trying her luck. She will quit soon and claim lack of interest like she always does.
Let's be real. Our gorl will claim every man in Canada is eager to plunge into her rotting shame cave. She'll say none of them were up to her standards, and then treat us to another edition of made up past sexual escapades.
 
Well, this was worse than I expected. It’s like, you imagine that she really cannot get worse, that the elevator really has come to rest in rock-bottom basement, but then Chantal goes all “hold my gravy” and eats 5000 calories for lunch complete with dick pic lies to make herself seem sexy.

I agree with those of you who think she is acting out because she tried to contact Malan and was rebuffed, if not outright rebuked. This was sheer rage eating, with bonus “Lots of hot dudes wanna fuck my rolls and take me out for Starbucks but I’m so above it, so there!” I‘m sure Malan was hanging on her every word, sad he lost a chance to rekindle things over vaping and a kiddie pool full of ranch.

Cheers to whoever posted the chubbyemu video several pages back because I’ve been contemplating potential Chantal scenarios.

”450 pound YouTuber eats family sized pizza on the toilet. This is what happened to the entire Ontario sewage system.”

“Woman with three digit BMI rests rotting fupa on food prep areas. This is why antibiotics are now useless in North America.”

”Lunatic garbage barge mistakes elderly cat for a Mediterranean wrap. This is what happened to her sphincter.”
 
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"So I think I like saucy wings more than I like dry wings, if I'm being honest."
-Chantal Sarault: expert food critic, bastion of truth and honesty (after triple-dunking her "saucy" wings in one of her 4 tubs of sauce).

Also, I enjoyed Clotso's announcement that she she's going to do a whole week of mukbangs, "like every day -SMACKSMACKSMACKGRUNT- a mukbang of my choice -CRUNCHCRUNCHSMACK- Mmmmhhh! Shhhh I said Shhh! Because... -SMACKSNIFFCRUNCH- I want to! HAHAH!"
What a departure from her normal content! Finally, Saint Chantal is going to do exactly what she wants, unlike every other day when she selflessly and stoically slaves over videos for her audience with no regard for her own wants and needs.
No, THIS time she's putting herself first and isn't even going to bother putting up polls (to promptly ignore) asking what fast food to stuff in her gravyhole next.
Her fake therapy must be going very well, Chinzilla is CRUSHING THOSE GOALZ!!

Wanted a diet pepsi, they brought her a pepsi
It's truly astonishing how often Uber Eats and grocery delivery services manage to fuck up the orders of so many of our deathfats by inadvertently giving them full-sugar sodas, extra items they didn't order and family-sized meals instead of the dainty reasonable portions they chose. It's so confounding, it's a miracle they stay in business with the amount of "unordered" items they accidentally sneak into the orders of our girls.

After reflecting upon this horrific food orgy, there are two things I would very much like to see:
  1. Chantal's Tinder profile (obviously her "storytime" was 100% imagined nonsense- disregarding her blatant ignorance of how any of it works- if anything like this even remotely happened she would've shown us screenshots of messages to brag about how desirable she is and to penis-shame the dudes wanting to bugger her fat rolls). But it's possible she did make a profile to test the waters and goddamn I would like to see her attempts to fatfish
  2. Chantal's angry email to Uber Eats complaining about her sauce shortage
 
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Why couldn't she put the litter box in the bathroom next to the kitchen? That would have been a better place to put it. She's just stupid and disgusting.
If the narrow door in her kitchen is the bathroom she has to go in sideways to fit into the frame. Probably not enough room for the box and for her to shuffle in.
 
She signed up for Tinder for a day - this is a bald-face lie, and every thing that follows.

I didn't listen to all of it, but enough to know that she's a lying liar who lies. Allegedly, she matches with four different men in the one day that she's one Tinder. This is impossible, when you look like Chantal. There's no way that anyone swiped right on this fat, ugly bitch.

How embarrassing for her to make up these elaborate lies. Kidding, duh. She's unhinged and she don't care.
 
A few notes:

Peak addict behavior on display & I maintain the high is more in the ordering, getting & unbagging than the eating... although she's still coasting the high during her first few bites. The gleeful giddiness is something else & she's so amped on getting the food, she is completely unaware or uncaring of how she's presenting herself. She looks like she rolled out of bed just long enough to take her first 3 trips of the day to the bathroom as she ordered her fix. Dirty, greasy, grubby clothes; increasingly she's taking on the look, (& smell), of the homeless ne'er-do-wells she'll screw for a cold hamburger. Or used to - the down & outers have higher standards.

Her comments are turned off "to keep my peace of mind". What 'peace' is possible in the turbulent chaos that passes for her thought processes? Whatever it is, she may firmly & furiously pronounce she's gonna do what she wants, (eat), when she wants, (constantly) & doesn't want calorie counts, suggestions, critiques or any other pesky hints of the reality those living in this universe are prone to offering. Yup, really convincing us of her convictions there.

She's promising a week of story times to go with the ghastly sight of her feeding frenzies. She's run out of stories so we'll get nothing more than a clumsy rehash of already bullshit stories. It may be somewhat amusing to see what inadvertent cross overs end up coming out of her sauce stained lips.

She enjoys talking. She's only capable of her faux confident yammering when she's not forced to engage in real conversations; when she doesn't have to follow basic social niceties such as refraining from endless discussion of her farts, sharts & false starts.

Bibi - that whole going over to enjoy a dish prepared by the man himself is bullshit. Even if he wasn't heartily sickened by her clumsy attempts to force a Round 2 in their failed relationship, he's too paranoid about CoVD to let her near the place. Early on in the pandemic, he was spraying down everything in sight if it came through the door & I doubt he has enough Lysol spray to totally blanket Chantal with a layer of disinfecting spray.

Finally, the next 6 days promise a welcome break from the recent bitter cold, windy weather. By early afternoons, every residential neighborhood will be full of warmth & sun starved Leafs taking to the outdoors. Joggers are slowly starting fitness programs to lose the pandemic poundage they put on before shorts & t shirt season. As they pass by each other, rueful smiles & short waves will be exchanged. Moms will be walking to & from schools picking up kids excited to get outside. Young couples & seniors & some in between will be strolling arm in arm - briskly or leisurely as they're inclined, happily greeting people, (from a safe distance), they may not have seen in months. For most, this is the start of Happy Season, with eager planning for an increase in outdoor activities that relax & refresh.

Not Chantal. She's so food addled, she'll be oblivious to the promise of a new season bursting with life - too buy bursting with rage against the growing number of people that simply refuse, REFUSE to see things they way she so desperately wants them to see minor matters involving health. You know, little things like diabetes & out of control weight, such a high of blood clots she's on anti-coagulants for like, fatty liver disease, asthma & Lord knows what else.

Not for her, this insane notion of restricting her food intake in any way. Hell no. Instead, she's going to restrict everything else, all that truly matters in life. While people are, without thinking about being able to walk 20 feet without gasping, out enjoying the fresh air, sunshine & increasing signs of new life, she can only contemplate not being able to walk a half block while arm in arm with a shopping bag full of Ben & Jerry's Purple Hurple ice cream. Her biggest fear? Squashing the container flat & ruining it when she falls on it because her balance point is so screwed.
 
As people already pointed before, to see who swiped on you, you need to pay premium and isn't cheap, after you pay premium she'll be able to see who swiped right and swipe right as well to match (if their pictures filled her criteria of "Instagram models" looks), after matching, the chat will open and they can exchange messages (no pictures).
If you don't pay is just about the destiny and you both match each other, can't see her matching easily with her high standards for men unless they are Scams or guys desperate for citizenship.
No block, you just unmatch and that profile will not see yours ever again, after unmatch the chat is gone and will not be back unless you both make new profiles and match again (ffs), perhaps with Premium you can change your mind in the unmatch thing, but again, that would be you not the victim in question.
No one will ask your email (wtf?), rare for men to start chat (at least were I live), most of them ask you (in their profile) to say hi first because they're tired of not getting replies.
Maybe she was describing experiences in POF, or some BBW dating stuff, no idea.
It isn't Tinder.
Quite disappointing tbh, would love to see her going on Tinder dates, oh well...
 
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