It's been ages since I caught a live, goddamn compared to how she was even a year ago the descent is something else.
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Goddamn it, Chantal.
Bitch won’t even spring for Ozempic but is willing to pour more money into supplements that will not do her any good. Biotin and collagen don’t block DHT. Her hair loss is due to DHT killing her follicles. The studies that show biotin or collagen regrow hair were done on patients with telogen effluvium, whose hair loss was due to a sickness or sudden stress. Their hair would have grown back without any supplements or intervention because their follicles were not dead, just dormant. Her follicles are dead. Dead. Deader than Peetz’ eyes. Deader than her mother’s love for her. Deader than whatever animal she currently has wedged in the chassis of her car.
Dead follicles cannot come back. Her remaining follicles are dying, which one can see by the quality of her remaining hair. Each shed cycle produces fewer and weaker hairs until nothing grows. Her diet, supplements, estrogen levels, water consumption, Rogaine or propecea, reduced sugar intake, and on and on will not help. She doesn’t even have enough hair to try to get a transplant. I am unsure why I am so tired of her talking about growing hair, asking her audience of fools and imbeciles if smearing the blood of the innocent on her scalp will regrow luscious, thick hair, but we all have our hills to die on and this one is mine.
Just go bald already, you dumb fuck. Stop wasting precious edibles cash.
TFW Burger King closes in an hour and you've only had 6 nashies today:
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There have been two Chantal moments that became nightmare fuel for me. Both happened when she was still living with Bibi. The first was when she was wearing a gray top, spattered with food stains, cramming BK bbq sandwiches into her gullet, eyes rolled back into her head, looking like a monster devouring a small animal. Some of you still use the worst image as avatars.
The second came when she and Bibi were broken up but she still lived at his apartment. At the end of the video, she got her gut caught under the table and had to wrestle herself free in order to stand up, As she struggled, she said in the most ungodly voice, “YOU SNEEZE, SAM BEEZE!” She had no pants on when she waddled away to turn off the camera.
Now there’s a third image to add to the Chantal nightmare fuel file. Chantal, nude to the waist, clutching her flapjack titties as she lumbers toward the computer, wet but still filthy hair sticking out in all directions, looking like a freshly turned zombie. It’s some straight-up cryptid shit and I am thinking about sending this clip to be analyzed by Fortean Times.
