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

She so desperately wants Peetz to be jealous. Her rat face comes out as she asks him “are you mad at me?! Are you mad???” When he says no and questions why he’d be mad, she says because she keeps talking about boys. Peetz shrugs apathetically. Chantal swears she wants to live with him forever and he shrugs that off too. He really doesn’t seem to care at all. She did say she wants to have sex with lots of hot Italian men and Peetz says “well, who doesn’t”.

Another lunacy: she says she prefers to have sex “twice a day...or more!”, and at least once a day “for the first couple years”. She lies like a child who has no idea what a realistic amount of sex is.
 
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She laughed and said, "Awe, he has a cute face, poor Peetz."
 
So Chantal has mentioned Sagi at least four times at this point. It really does seem like she is inspired by her sexual story times, as pointed out by another user. It also confirms for me that she checks in here a lot. After all, she and Sagi are in the same subforum now. I'm praying to the Kiwi Gods for a cow crossover. They do both live in southern Ontario...
 
Covid Covid Covid!!!

So KarateJoe and Chantal subscribe to that same excuse to get out of doing anything until the end of time.

Guarantee she will back out of the hotel room date with this totally real "ripped, hot as fuck Italian dude who wants to ass fuck me all night" because...

"I thought about it, and COVID!!!"
 
Blood sugar was 16.6 or for us Americans, just under 300.

OMG. And she says the Ozempic is WORKING?!

Edit: I looked up Ozempic. It may start lowering blood sugars within the first week, but may take up to 5 weeks with maximum benefit 3-6 months.

Do we know if she's even taking it weekly as prescribed?
 
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Okay, after watching all of her garbage lives via the farms reluctantly, I believe this is wishful playacting.
I suspect she's upset Frank wasn't more enamored with her and everyone saw that in real-time. He wouldn't look at her apart from 2 quick glimpses, mentioned masks (did she smell yukky Frank?), and focused predominately on group chat.
So what's a girl to do? Make up a new 'ultra hot' beau to appease her fatty-female fanbase, and to cause jealousy and more wanton desire in KarateJoe and hopefully newcomer Frank.
I'm so eager to see the next chapter on this - I didn't think our girl could produce more, yet the behemoth delivered. Kudos to you Chantal. Keep it coming!
 
"My dinner had like no carbs or sugar in it", says the woman that shoveled down a few pounds of potatoes, an entire pita, and multiple strawberry juice drinks within a span of two hours.

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Note that we are well past hyperglycemia and into deep Beetus country.
This is not a question of whether Lord Beetus is here, but what color he wants the carpets.

Note that Canadian medical system uses mmol/L for blood glucose levels.
 
"My dinner had like no carbs or sugar in it", says the woman that shoveled down a few pounds of potatoes, an entire pita, and multiple strawberry juice drinks within a span of two hours.

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Note that we are well past hyperglycemia and into deep Beetus country.
This is not a question of whether Lord Beetus is here, but what color he wants the carpets.
Plus, at the very beginning of the live, she was taking the last few bites of a MASSIVE take out of rice.
 
Wait, what?

She finds a drop dead gorgeous Italian guy on Tinder, with an amazing physique complete with 12 pack, and is sending him photos of her bare arse by the end of their first conversation? She's decided she's in love, has already ordered some boob-bolstering sexy black lingerie, and has arranged to meet up for some "sexy time" in an Ottawan hotel next week.

Ignoring the fact that Ottawa is in the red zone and we're still in a pandemic and that "Mario" probably looks less like a Dolce and Gabbana model and more like Homer Simpson, Chantal has the whole night planned out and prepared a mental "to do" list unlike any most women have to consider.

1. Take a shit.
2. To avoid farting in his face, don't eat any fart-inducing foods. In fact, don't eat anything other than an apple.
3. Ensure bald spots are covered with adequate hair fibres.
4. Hide c-pap machine in wardrobe.
5. Ensure arse is toilet paper and dingleberry free.
6. Ensure babydoll lingerie covers up saggy skin and droopy boobs.
7. Take a bath with strongest smelling Lush products.
8. Don't nose-snort, nose pick or belch.
9. Don't repeatedly shriek "Chubby-use", "Poo-poos in the kitchen"or "Shame on you, if you can't dance too".

Of course this list won't ever need to be adhered to, because it's never going to happen, and Chantal lies.
 
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