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

[RabbleRouser]

She's 'numbing herself' every single night to the point of nodding off and slurring incomprehensibly and still it's not enough to chase off the existential dread of what her life has become nor the very dim and probably very short future looming ahead of her.

She claims she's enjoying her lifestyle, and that she's just feeling low, but I don't think anyone buys that except for some of her retarded and more outspoken fans. There were moments in last night's stream where she truly looked despondent and broken when talking about her life.

Even that small interaction with Peetz was hollow and forced.

Is it weird that I kind of miss her energy in her prerecorded videos? When's the last time she even 'Shh, I said Shh!'d' ?

Not saying she isn't exactly where she deserves to be given her choices, her attitude, and just how goddamn quick and vicious she is to shove away anyone that wants even slightly better for her, but damn...

How long can you watch someone slowly and sadly circle the drain and not even want to fight it?

 

[L. Ron Hubbard's Cat]

Please excuse the naiveté, but can someone explain "rock falling off the brillo and onto her chest" a bit more? I'm guessing the rock is crack, and the brillo is the literal metal scouring pad? Is it used to break off / hold the drugs in place? I assumed it would be encased in a pipe, so how would 'rock' fall out of the brillo and land on someone?

Glass tube from one of those gas station roses. Little chunk of brillo pad. Little chunk of crack. Light the crack, inhale, the brillo pad stops it from flying up the pipe into your mouth (theoretically -- you still have to worry about superheated bits of brillo pad making their way into your mouth/lungs, but what is life without risk?).

Voila, you have yourself a deluxe crack smoking system for about three bucks (crack not included).

If the rock isn't jammed up against the brillo pad tightly enough, or if you have it at a bad angle or something, it can fall back out the front of the pipe and land on your chest.

 

[hesterprynne]

Am I the only one here who genuinely hopes she doesn't die? I'm all for entertainment, but her being dead would only be funny for like a day or two.

I genuinely hope she doesn't die and actually turns her life around.

But once you've been around long enough you accept that this is a one-way street. That's just facts.

The best positive change Chantal has ever accomplished was that one week where she went on a couple of 8-minute walks. She can't even comply with a once-a-week medication for her diabetes because she's too lazy to go pick it up. Her narcissism will prevent her from ever accepting she has a problem and getting real help and her family can't change that. The only way she doesn't die is being institutionalized.

 

[Sammich]

Am I the only one here who genuinely hopes she doesn't die? I'm all for entertainment, but her being dead would only be funny for like a day or two. Then there'd be no content to look forward to.

I don't think folks are wishing death on the fat bitch, I think folks realise that's about the only way this ends. I don't want her to die, her suffering is so much more poetic after the way she treats everyone around her.

 

[_justlurking]

It's amazing how much Peetz doesn't fucking care. I understand it's uncomfortable being around someone so high but my God the number of fucks given is 0.

 

[Hellion]

Thank you! That makes things a lot clearer. I don't think roses in pipes are commonplace at motorway services here across the pond?

you still have to worry about superheated bits of brillo pad making their way into your mouth/lungs, but what is life without risk?

Funnily enough, one of the first things I found when trying to google it was a paper about brillo pad inhalation while doing crack cocaine. Though I assume inhaling a bit of a brillo pad isn't really a big deal when you're already smoking crack.

 

[Billie Ross]

I just wonder at all the people crying, “why would she DO all of these drugs, day after day, living in a fog of numbness??”

Why wouldn't she use the drugs money for therapy, dietitian, personal trainer, studies and a cleaning lady?
Some questions have no answer.
Maybe the stuff above is only for skinny people, damn that skinny privilege.

 

[Dutch Courage]

Some thoughts on the Peetz cameo last night:

Peetz is trying to get his food. A brown slab of 'chicken-loaf' sits on the counter next to the sink.

Chantal glances sideways at him and asks "is there a fork there?"

Peetz mumbles, "yeah, but it's the one that's falling apart" (I wonder how a fork can fall apart, but never mind...)

Chantal rolls her eyes and scrunches up her face in a way that says "why is he bothering me with such nonsense?" She gives an obnoxious half-shrug of her shoulder and replies "well...", with another eye roll, in complete "I don't give a fuck" fashion.

"So?" she says.

"So it's not gonna be,..", but Peetz gets interrupted by a sassy "Ka-ra-te Joe..!"; Chantal's mind has already left Peetz to his crisis alone.

She reads off names as Peetz rattles around with forks in the sink. He picks one up and rinses it off with water from the tap and his fingers.

Chantal keeps reading off names and replies to a question or two ("Peetz is not wearing a wig") She glances over his shoulder at him, still seemingly bothered by his presence. She becomes visibly annoyed at how autistically long Peetz is taking to clean the fork. (It takes him a fucking long time, to be fair)

"So BBJ..." she says...

"Yeah she's been annoying since she eh, fell a prankster,...er the...started the trend of open the live", Peetz lisps (I am only guessing what he actually mumbled; he is as inarticulate as she is)

Chantal rolls her eyes and shakes her head and makes obviously annoyed faces at Peetz' continued presence.

"Uhhh", she groans patronizingly.

"It's been on, it's buy-yungh, if anyone had come on soon enough, you would have seen nothing but her butt", Peetz continues to mutter, marbles in his mouth.

Peetz exits for awhile. Fifteen minutes later, he reappears with his plate. Again she rolls her eyes in his direction and then back toward the camera several times, making a face that is intended to project deep significance. Her tongue lolls out of her mouth. She looks over at him with that familiar look of patronizing annoyance.

"Did you like the meatloaf?", she asks, pausing, poised for the requisite compliment.

"Meh...it was okay", he says with zero enthusiasm. "Chicken loaf just isn't as good as meatloaf.", he says, the most clearly expressed line of the evening.

She makes some inarticulate noises at her chat members, and shoots another sideways glance at Peetz, who is now annoying her by washing his fork.

She turns her head to look at him, her head bobbling under its own weight, her eyes goggling outward and upward towards Peetz. "Bye" she says in a soft but terse manner.

"Okay, bye" he replies with fuck-you sounding brusqueness.

"Thank you for dinner", he says, leaving the room, in a voice one uses when one gets a completely useless and inappropriate birthday gift.

"Yeah", she says with a sigh. "You're welcome" she says in a voice too small for him to hear from the other room, directing it instead at the chat.


This was a very odd exchange. It seems like they are barely on speaking terms and that Peetz is no longer welcome in livestreams, which is fine because he sounds like he has no interest in being there. It felt cold and ever-so-slightly hostile. Even when one of them has been in a bad mood before, there was always a perfunctory show of togetherness, like friends through thick and thin. This time, no effort was spent on creating that illusion. I'm not sure if this is Chantal shutting out Peetz, or Peetz shutting out Chantal, or both shutting out each other. But this was the least chummy joint appearance we've ever seen.

 

[Mook]

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Glass tube from one of those gas station roses. Little chunk of brillo pad. Little chunk of crack. Light the crack, inhale, the brillo pad stops it from flying up the pipe into your mouth (theoretically -- you still have to worry about superheated bits of brillo pad making their way into your mouth/lungs, but what is life without risk?).

Voila, you have yourself a deluxe crack smoking system for about three bucks (crack not included).

If the rock isn't jammed up against the brillo pad tightly enough, or if you have it at a bad angle or something, it can fall back out the front of the pipe and land on your chest.

I didn’t go back and look through the pages so excuse me of this has been talked about, but I feel like her nodding off and slurs are fake as hell,

I think she’s still using crack, cocaine, whatever it is and she’s trying to throw her audience off her scent. By pretending to be high on weed. She snaps out of her coma way too much too quickly during the stream. Plus her singing is a dead giveaway. She hasn’t quit meth/coke/crack.
She barely ate on camera here, ritz crackers!
Nah, she’s faking her shit. My opinion.

 

[Pepper Jack]

Messy Life But Decent Makeup ​

Saturday 17 July 2021​

1. She is drinking grey goose cape cod's (vodka & cranberry) and sounds drunk.
2. She is still wearing the yellow dress
3. She can't find her phone charger
4. Her phone died so stream over

She has now crossed the line she set for herself. She always avoided alchohol because of her father, but now she is getting drunk during the day. She isn't coming back from this.

We now have an explanation for her recent slurring and behavior. She has been secretly drinking.

 

[Pizza Sloth]

LOL the title of this live is modest and oh shit.. glitter eyes... and yellow dress.

Messy Life But Decent Makeup ​

Saturday 17 July 2021​

 

[Rasputin's Side Piece]

Well, perhaps her family has attempted to speak with her and she has done what she has a tendency to do--attack in return, or deny with such violence and fury that they are sorry they ever brought it up. Maybe they just don't want to poke the snake,

Also, I don't think that she ever watches her streams. She is so out of it while she is recording, then crashes until she wakes up and starts recording again. She doesn't take time to watch her mumbling, slurring, drooling, snoozefest. Perhaps if she saw herself --really saw herself-she may back off a little. She will never stop, but she may not broadcast so much. I don't think Peeboy wants to confront her with the truth either,

She's such a bitch no one will trouble themselves with serious intervention.

 

[AbraCadaver]

Some thoughts on the Peetz cameo last night:

Peetz is trying to get his food. A brown slab of 'chicken-loaf' sits on the counter next to the sink.

Chantal glances sideways at him and asks "is there a fork there?"

Peetz mumbles, "yeah, but it's the one that's falling apart" (I wonder how a fork can fall apart, but never mind...)

Chantal rolls her eyes and scrunches up her face in a way that says "why is he bothering me with such nonsense?" She gives an obnoxious half-shrug of her shoulder and replies "well...", with another eye roll, in complete "I don't give a fuck" fashion.

"So?" she says.

"So it's not gonna be,..", but Peetz gets interrupted by a sassy "Ka-ra-te Joe..!"; Chantal's mind has already left Peetz to his crisis alone.

She reads off names as Peetz rattles around with forks in the sink. He picks one up and rinses it off with water from the tap and his fingers.

Chantal keeps reading off names and replies to a question or two ("Peetz is not wearing a wig") She glances over his shoulder at him, still seemingly bothered by his presence. She becomes visibly annoyed at how autistically long Peetz is taking to clean the fork. (It takes him a fucking long time, to be fair)

"So BBJ..." she says...

"Yeah she's been annoying since she eh, fell a prankster,...er the...started the trend of open the live", Peetz lisps (I am only guessing what he actually mumbled; he is as inarticulate as she is)

Chantal rolls her eyes and shakes her head and makes obviously annoyed faces at Peetz' continued presence.

"Uhhh", she groans patronizingly.

"It's been on, it's buy-yungh, if anyone had come on soon enough, you would have seen nothing but her butt", Peetz continues to mutter, marbles in his mouth.

Peetz exits for awhile. Fifteen minutes later, he reappears with his plate. Again she rolls her eyes in his direction and then back toward the camera several times, making a face that is intended to project deep significance. Her tongue lolls out of her mouth. She looks over at him with that familiar look of patronizing annoyance.

"Did you like the meatloaf?", she asks, pausing, poised for the requisite compliment.

"Meh...it was okay", he says with zero enthusiasm. "Chicken loaf just isn't as good as meatloaf.", he says, the most clearly expressed line of the evening.

She makes some inarticulate noises at her chat members, and shoots another sideways glance at Peetz, who is now annoying her by washing his fork.

She turns her head to look at him, her head bobbling under its own weight, her eyes goggling outward and upward towards Peetz. "Bye" she says in a soft but terse manner.

"Okay, bye" he replies with fuck-you sounding brusqueness.

"Thank you for dinner", he says, leaving the room, in a voice one uses when one gets a completely useless and inappropriate birthday gift.

"Yeah", she says with a sigh. "You're welcome" she says in a voice too small for him to hear from the other room, directing it instead at the chat.


This was a very odd exchange. It seems like they are barely on speaking terms and that Peetz is no longer welcome in livestreams, which is fine because he sounds like he has no interest in being there. It felt cold and ever-so-slightly hostile. Even when one of them has been in a bad mood before, there was always a perfunctory show of togetherness, like friends through thick and thin. This time, no effort was spent on creating that illusion. I'm not sure if this is Chantal shutting out Peetz, or Peetz shutting out Chantal, or both shutting out each other. But this was the least chummy joint appearance we've ever seen.

Remember when they moved in and Chantal said that her pitch to Peetz for being flatmates again was that he would be getting homecooked meals from her every night?

Kiwifarms remembers.

 

[TurdFondler]

To be fair to Peetz, if I were in his position and the only fork I could find was one that spent an indeterminate amount of time in the sink and very likely has feline saliva and fecal matter on it, I too would clean it as thoroughly as I could.

 

[Demerteuil]

I was watching this last livestream before her phone died and she seemed high as a kite to me. She said she’s sleepy but she was barely coherent enough to form a sentence. Damn.

 

[Pope Negro Joe the XIIIth]

I didn’t go back and look through the pages so excuse me of this has been talked about, but I feel like her nodding off and slurs are fake as hell,

I think she’s still using crack, cocaine, whatever it is and she’s trying to throw her audience off her scent. By pretending to be high on weed. She snaps out of her coma way too much too quickly during the stream. Plus her singing is a dead giveaway. She hasn’t quit meth/coke/crack.
She barely ate on camera here, ritz crackers!
Nah, she’s faking her shit. My opinion.

I'm taking a wild guess you haven't been around a lot of uh, lower (or tbf extremely high) economic lifestyles in your years?

 

[ADHD]

Messy Life But Decent Makeup ​

Saturday 17 July 2021​

1. She is drinking grey goose cape cod's (vodka & cranberry) and sounds drunk.
2. She is still wearing the yellow dress
3. She can't find her phone charger
4. Her phone died so stream over

She has now crossed the line she set for herself. She always avoided alchohol because of her father, but now she is getting drunk during the day. She isn't coming back from this.

We now have an explanation for her recent slurring and behavior. She has been secretly drinking.

Archive:

 

[Pope Negro Joe the XIIIth]

Messy Life But Decent Makeup ​

Saturday 17 July 2021​

1. She is drinking grey goose cape cod's (vodka & cranberry) and sounds drunk.
2. She is still wearing the yellow dress
3. She can't find her phone charger
4. Her phone died so stream over

She has now crossed the line she set for herself. She always avoided alchohol because of her father, but now she is getting drunk during the day. She isn't coming back from this.

We now have an explanation for her recent slurring and behavior. She has been secretly drinking.

Death pool posters, looks like you might have a winner soon!

 

[chantalisfat]

She was drinking in that four minute stream - Grey Goose and cranberry. She opened the stream saying she was extremely drowsy, solely from THC. She then showed her vodka cranberry. When asked, she said that she hadn't been drinking lately, that she just likes to have a drink once in a while, that she doesn't even like the taste of alcohol. I guess we're supposed to believe she just casually decided to have a mixed drink at 3pm.

 

[Queen of Moderation]

As I wait for Chinny to try and find her charger, a few thoughts:

Many people here are team cocaine (powder kind) or team crack, team opiates, team benzos, team pills, team just THC etc..

What if we're all right to some degree?

Apparently she has now thrown alcohol into the mix.

With alcohol in the mix, if she is infact ingesting cocaine, that will be a disaster. Combined, the metabolite is cocaethylene. Which is much more toxic than either substance alone. It is neurotoxic and cardiotoxic. Mixing the two leads to an increased chance (up to 25%) of sudden cardiac death.

Also, each substance combats the effects of one another so the person has no idea how fucked up they really are. Coke potentiates the effects of alcohol. When both are taken together, the cocaethylene also causes an increase in blood alcohol levels. Meanwhile the alcohol makes the person feel calmer when doing coke so they often do more coke because they aren't getting the euphoria they want.

A 350 lbs braphog with a multitude of problems including, but not limited to, PE and circulatory issues, vasculitis, mega nuclear fatty liver, and a very compromised cardio pulmonary system with abusing multi drugs? Things just got even more interesting. Whomever had 2021 in the death pool.....