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

[draculasestateagent]

I happened to pause her stream at a point where it looks like she's praying to the God of all junk food;

 

[Mr. Manchester]

I happened to pause her stream at a point where it looks like she's praying to the God of all junk food;

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I like the amazon box in the background. It knows it will join the mountain soon.

 

[Cataloons]

This bitch.

If you're going to follow a lifestyle choice (as in deciding to be vegan, rather than a biological imperative), you get to deal with the consequences of that. If you don't like the reactions you get for that choice, you don't get to demand that everyone else agrees and supports you. No, you fucking don't. If you choose to dress in tie-dyed clothes, there is nothing that can stop people from laughing at you. It would be nice if they were polite about it, but you don't get to dictate how people interact with you.

There are some biological issues that can cause people to get to a dangerous size and weight, but our gorl does not have them. She has a face hole that she wants to fill with ranch. If she decides to do that on camera, she is putting herself out there and the public gets to decide how they want to react to it.

I don't understand how this is such an alien concept to her.

 

[Ofelia]

It’s not a big deal but imagine putting a dirty, used snow shovel on white carpet. That’s the level of laziness and retardation that resides in that luxury apartment.

 

[Occipital Fupa]

You're acting like Bibi came directly out of a hut, in Africa and into Chantal's arms. Pretty sure the man has a college degree and knows exactly what this cow is capable of.

Being the victim of a narcissist isn't a matter of education. They play with your emotions, and that's not the same as getting a degree. Narcs are expert manipulators and it can take years to figure it out, even for smart people.

This said, Chantal is dumb so I doubt she can fool someone for years or even months. Maybe a few weeks at best.

It's as simple as spotting someone who feels lonely (and besides his sister, Bibi's family is in Senegal, so he was probably all alone in Canada a few years ago when Chantal met him) and leeching on him.

Views count. If you watch her channel directly and are Premium, she earns cash. If you don’t have premium but Adblock, she earns the view and it benefits her channel. Commenting or voting thumbs up and thumbs down benefit her channel. Watching her Live benefits her channel. It helps with the algorithm and promotes her channel.

I use Adblock but still... I personally have no problem to fuel the train(wreck) if it keeps it on track.

No channel, no fun for us!

 

[toot toot]

Do apartments in Canada have rental inspections every 6 months? Where i am we do and basically, a property manager goes through the rental property and makes sure everything is clean, undamaged and in order... i just can't see how they pass these inspections with how disgusting everything is there.

 

[AuriSaurus]

At some point (I don’t have a time stamp unfortunately, Chantal time seems to drag especially when she’s live for 6 hours) someone from the chat mentioned to Chantal that if she did these small tasks while she was talking, she’d get much more done while still talking to her friends and Live-streaming.

And in true Chantal fashion, she retorts back “Yeah but I’m lazy.” Accompanied with a rat face, as if the advice was an insult to her very morality.

She complained so hard about the idea of cleaning that she got all tuckered out, poor girl, and even though she seemed like she wanted to be talked into it, as usual any positive advice is met with hateful backlash. Chantal will never get better, which we know but I wonder if it’s sunk in to her yet. She has a few extra layers, so it may take longer than for most.

 

[Kidney Gardener]

How long do you guys think it’ll be before her cycles get so fast that she gets through a full one within a single live? A few months maybe?

Spoiler

Scene:
Chantal is slumped over the kitchen island, wearing a wig last spotted on the living room floor. Peeking from behind her dimpled palm, she sighs: “I need help. Things are just so out of control...”

Her shoulders quickly tighten, and her sniffling peaks, breathlessly, into a wheezing fit of TEE HEES.

“SHAM’S BEEZIN!” she shrieks. “BEBEJUNES IS BEEZIN! WE ALL BEEZE DONT WE BABY BEBEEZ? WE-BEBE-BEEZIN! SHAM SHAM! DONT SHAM-SHAME!”

The cats audibly scatter, off camera, as Chantal’s screeches slow to a crackling, guttural rumble and she begins propelling herself at a shocking speed towards the fridge. The chair groans beneath her as chantal places an entire jar of xtreme ranch triplebrine pickle spears into her mouth. For a moment, the uncanny clicking seems to be coming from her nearly unhinged lower mandible, as she strains to deep throat the jar.

Soon however, the the jar is showing hairline fissures, snapping and clinking with increasing intensity until the whole thing pops like a hellish hard candy and her mouth closes tenderly around it.

Chantal’s eyes roll back, and her face loosens into a grin festooned with crushed pickle flesh and glass shards. A thick pool of blood drools from the corner of her mouth. Chantal sticks her blood sugar monitor into it and cackles. Glass plinks onto the countertop.

“If you donnlike, donnwash,” she explains, gesturing with a bloodied pickle shred like a cigarette between her fingers. She leans forward, squinting at the chat, and loses traction in the pool of blood and pickle juice that has collected on the floor. She tumbles backwards to the ground.

“Uh ohhhhh,” she pouts. Her wig has lifted away from her scalp, and underneath it are at least twenty mcdonalds ketchup packets, some of which have burst open and are leaking down her hairline.

“I feww down guizzze. I need hewp. Weawwy weawwy dis tiiiiime”. From the chat, Karatejoe offers to call her an ambulance. She says to wait until after her pizza gets here first.

“I’m just raw and real! Some of you can’t handle it!!” she snarls, scrunching her face and tearing into three ketchups at once with her teeth.

“It just smewwed so good,” she mewls, batting her eyes. “I only wanna widdle.”

 

[TurdFondler]

Do apartments in Canada have rental inspections every 6 months? Where i am we do and basically, a property manager goes through the rental property and makes sure everything is clean, undamaged and in order... i just can't see how they pass these inspections with how disgusting everything is there.

Some places do, others don't. Lots of places have them theoretically but never actually get around to inspecting. It costs time and money so of course landlord's won't do it. It's less hassle to just make the damage deposit enough to cover new paint and carpet after a move out instead of trying to wrangle tards into keeping house.

I kind of feel bad for bibi. His sister wife actually met chantal. Can you even imagine the leverage that gives her? No matter what this new wife does she can end any argument with "oh yeah? Remember your ex?" And it's an immediate QED. To say bibi was slumming it with chantal would be an understatement, and he can't even lie about chantal because the new girl has experienced her in the flesh.

 

[Chantal’s Toe Cleavage]

He already got something....the fuck out.

I don't think she's giving him anything but unwanted attention.

She hangs on to Bibi because he was the best man she ever had.
100% he treated her well, met her family, was willing to go out with her in public, worked hard, encouraged her go to the gym and told her he loved her (in the beginning).
No other man probably had 'made love' with her before and cuddled her afterwards.
Yes he played his cards close to his chest but he was there!
Her other lovers treated her with disdain, had to be pissed to do it, did it for a dare or a fetish or just plain took one for the team but changed their mind before it was over.
After a lifetime of dudes gagging while serving her the vinegar strokes, Bibi was the only true prince who blew his beans up her muff.
Methinks that is why she cannot let go.

edited for grammer

 

[DailyPleb]

She can do 50 squats easy.

The more she talks about sex, the more I’m convinced she’s a virgin.

Maybe not a virgin, but any pathetic man(maybe Peetz, maybe not) who had the misfortune of being convinced by this cow probably got lost and fucked some fat folds in the general vicinity. An orgasm would ensue while distracted double fisting fried chicken simultaneously, therefore she mistook it for real sex.

 

[Billie Ross]

She hangs on to Bibi because he was the best man she ever had.

Between him or James... tough choice.
Malan clearly has self esteem issues.
It took him a lot of years to grow some balls.

 

[frenchie pouteene]

It’s not a big deal but imagine putting a dirty, used snow shovel on white carpet. That’s the level of laziness and retardation that resides in that luxury apartment.

To think they have ever been used.

 

[Kier Starmer]

That livestream was not her worst, I had about 3 hours of it on in the background. Her mind is beyond fucked though to the extent, I am beginning to question if she has some kind of PD or mental disability. She keeps repeating stuff over and over, it was pretty irritating.

In other news though as Youtube payday emerges, we have a new queen. It has been tossed about but it is clear, we have a new Qween.
Amber;

Chantal

110 videos in a month is lunacy but I will give it to her, Amber has only achieved more than 3 million views a month, once or twice during the summer of 2019. She was uploading daily but the fact Chantal has ascended is great.

She must be seething because a saw a string of comments regarding people not getting ads on Amber's video. Its been buried or nuked sadly but still.

Never die you entertaining fat cunt.

 

[TrainWreckSpotter]

She was throwing away bottles/jars because they don’t have a recycling bin. She thinks she needs to order one. Also wondered if it got taken away from sitting outside for too long. Was genuinely surprised you have to move them back and forth. Pretty sure a bill or piece of mail could solve this mystery easily.

I didn't understand the "I didn't know we had to bring it in" logic either. How are you going to use it if you don't bring it in, dumbass? You think every time you have something to recycle you're supposed to bring it outside to the bin? And yah, ordering a new one is no more difficult than placing your daily Amazon orders.

Garbage and recycling | City of Ottawa

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Blaming others for ones own actions is a hallmark of both ODD and NPD.

And now we know that the only reason that box mountain was finally dismantled was because of the furnace inspection. If it weren't for that, it would still be there and taking up half the kitchen. We've all witnessed the new one starting.

A few years ago she did a lecture-y post (don't remember if it was her Community tab or IG) about how we all have to start caring about the environment. It sticks in my mind because at the time all I could think was that THIS was coming from one of the most unenvironmentally-friendly people ever. Not only does she generate more non-recyclable fast food waste in a week than most other humans, but what she can recycle she probably doesn't (which turned out to be true).

 

[Mr Foster]

I am beginning to question if she has some kind of PD or mental disability.

You must be new here.

Don't feed the Jabba.

Enjoy the show.

 

[Feelinsick]

Anyone noticed how nasty Peetz was towards her in this latest live? Making fun of her for using kleenex to wipe her buthole, telling her to look for her markers up her ass and being extra mean and violent towards BBJ.

My guess is, he knows bout that Tinder guy and he's annoyed and jealous. Peetz, more than anyone, knows how quickly she'll ditch him as soon as she finds anyone who gives her the smallest amount of attention.

 

[fatfuck]

Anyone noticed how nasty Peetz was towards her in this latest live? Making fun of her for using kleenex to wipe her buthole, telling her to look for her markers up her ass and being extra mean and violent towards BBJ.

My guess is, he knows bout that Tinder guy and he's annoyed and jealous. Peetz, more than anyone, knows how quickly she'll ditch him as soon as she finds anyone who gives her the smallest amount of attention.

Imagine having an intimate relationship with this pig.

Then imagine you somehow get it pregnant and it aborts your spawn and you lie to yourself it was a joint decision.

Then imagine it cheating on you and ultimately ditching you for some manlet and you start writing rape stories based on cartoon characters.

Then imagine still staying in contact being its servant and getting strung around just so you can consume some cartoons and dolls aimed towards prepubescent children.

Then imagine moving in with it again and paying half the rent on an apartment where you spend 99% of your time being confined to a small room with a dying cat.

Then imagine it telling everyone you how bad your sex drive is and that you couldn't handle it.

Then imagine being forced to appear on its daily streams but not get reimbursed for your time.

Then imagine you still defend it.

That's Peetz. I don't think he's capable of having feelings unless they involve a death of his favorite comic book character or a subpar movie made about it.

 

[NoExcuses1]

It’s not a big deal but imagine putting a dirty, used snow shovel on white carpet. That’s the level of laziness and retardation that resides in that luxury apartment.

Very kind of you to assume that snow shovel saw any use this winter.

 

[Mook]

Imagine having an intimate relationship with this pig.

Then imagine you somehow get it pregnant and it aborts your spawn and you lie to yourself it was a joint decision.

Then imagine it cheating on you and ultimately ditching you for some manlet and you start writing rape stories based on cartoon characters.

Then imagine still staying in contact being its servant and getting strung around just so you can consume some cartoons and dolls aimed towards prepubescent children.

Then imagine moving in with it again and paying half the rent on an apartment where you spend 99% of your time being confined to a small room with a dying cat.

Then imagine it telling everyone you how bad your sex drive is and that you couldn't handle it.

Then imagine being forced to appear on its daily streams but not get reimbursed for your time.

Then imagine you still defend it.

That's Peetz. I don't think he's capable of having feelings unless they involve a death of his favorite comic book character or a subpar movie made about it.

Don’t forget the fat clot also told the World Wide Web how small his “ wiener.. tee hee” was.
What a vile piece of shit.. I don’t know which human being is worse.. chinny for treating a human being that way or for rapey for putting up with it and still is!!