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I was gonna make a snarky comment about how I don't care if he does, but then I reconsidered.
Can you see scrawny, balding, pot-bellied Peetz trying to do chest compressions on that mountain of lard? I can see him trying to straddle her and the fat just sumo-bouncing him right back off her every time he tries to get some momentum behind his spaghetti-noodle arms. With Karate Joe screaming in the chat that IT'S CALLED 100 BPM! And her chat all sing-typing Stayin' Alive to set the pace like some sort of autistic "clap your hands for Tinkerbell" moment?
Or, more likely, Peetz dithering in the corner because he heard somewhere that you shouldn't do CPR if they're choking, and he can't tell if it's her heart or if she just ate that Nashie too fast. Hopefully, if his balls drop a teeny bit and he becomes decisive enough to actually call 911, the camera angle will catch the looks on the paramedics' faces when they come across the beachball in a leopard print romper, hair soot everywhere and the remains of a thousand fast food meals rotting around her.
Phenomenal.
Seriously though, we've joked about her dying on stream for ages, but it's a definite possibility at this point. I wonder if she's actually aiming for it, to be honest. The self-destruction is a fun ride, but it has one inevitable end. I wonder how aware -- even intentional -- it might be.
Your description of Chantal dying on stream and Pee(tz) reaction to it was delightful, but the last part of your comment makes me wonder, too, if Chantal isn't aiming for it?
After all she accomplished nothing valuable in her life, so perhaps in her pea sized brain, being remembered for croaking live on YouTube is better than not being remembered at all.