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

I think she is more fucking annoying with her constant rat face smiling and giggling like she is fucking 12 and all over a crackhead.
She is more annoying when she's with him, I just cannot stand that sweet, psychopath voice she puts on
I can definitely imagine her breaking Naders ankles and knees, and keeping him in a basement at secret location, just so she can have him for herself. Singing him to a slow and painful death.

Only a person on hard drugs would think them two streaming together is a good idea ... wait a minute... 🤔
 
So Cokey and Chins got themselves a special stage for their first cooking show! The crackden kitchen is *that* bad? lol

Could this explain the male voices @jocoin mentioned (it's actually someone elses residence)?

Or McStabby just moved house since he was doxxed?
Yes, it was suspicious how she mentioned he didn't want her to film the outside of his house. What's the point, if he's doxed anyway.
And the kitchen ceiling ornaments on the cabinets weren't there in the crack shack I think.
Also we had suspicions about him maybe having moved to Toronto some time ago.
So I think it's worth looking into.
 
Based on the satellite—the brick building may have white trim but the roof definitely isn't the same. Not sure about the back of the house but that doesn't seem right either..... ???View attachment 2543169
I think the satellite image looks like it could be right.

What looks like an orange block in the sat photo could be the barn-looking brick part, an extension built onto the main building. You can see the edge of the darker, pitched roof on the far left of the barn-shaped part.

I could be wrong, but I think it's the same place. Though him moving would explain A LOT about Chantal's spending, paying his "rent" (Ontario needs first and last month's rent when you move in to a new place, so she could have paid that) her need to buy him all new stuff, loan/move in some more of her own stuff, general smugness about their "couplehood" etc. And I suppose the bins in the kitchen could indicate a recent moving.

Edit: Actually, I take that back. To the left of the pitched roof, you can see the edge of another building that isn't there in the satellite picture. Unless it's been torn down fairly recently (not impossible) I don't think that's the same place.
 
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From when he was breaking sugar cane (?), a small glimpse outside, guessing towards the street.
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I don't understand Nader. I really, honestly don't. There is no amount of clothing, money, drugs, rent, or groceries that make being around Chantal worth it--never mind fucking her. How? I know there are plenty of guys into fat chicks, but she is 100% repulsive; she isn't even cute, smart, well-groomed, or charming. She is a filthy, retarded warthog.

He may be a drug addict, but this doesn't mean he's a strung-out junkie. He appears to be functional enough to cook, clean, and groom himself...things Chantal absolutely doesn't do. How has he been able hang out with her beyond that infamous methed-out first "date"? Even wearing a clothespin on your nose would only kill off one of your senses; you would need a blindfold, earplugs, a chainmail body suit, and steel wool to slough off your tastebuds when you *shudder, gag* kiss that filthy donkey mouth.

I get that he's a loser, but what the fuck is really going on here?! Again, there is no amount of ANYTHING worth it.
 
She is more annoying when she's with him, I just cannot stand that sweet, psychopath voice she puts on
I can definitely imagine her breaking Naders ankles and knees, and keeping him in a basement at secret location, just so she can have him for herself. Singing him to a slow and painful death.

Only a person on hard drugs would think them two streaming together is a good idea ... wait a minute... 🤔
Like Annie in Misery.
 
I don't understand Nader. I really, honestly don't. There is no amount of clothing, money, drugs, rent, or groceries that make being around Chantal worth it--never mind fucking her. How? I know there are plenty of guys into fat chicks, but she is 100% repulsive; she isn't even cute, smart, well-groomed, or charming. She is a filthy, retarded warthog.

He may be a drug addict, but this doesn't mean he's a strung-out junkie. He appears to be functional enough to cook, clean, and groom himself...things Chantal absolutely doesn't do. How has he been able hang out with her beyond that infamous methed-out first "date"? Even wearing a clothespin on your nose would only kill off one of your senses; you would need a blindfold, earplugs, a chainmail body suit, and steel wool to slough off your tastebuds when you *shudder, gag* kiss that filthy donkey mouth.

I get that he's a loser, but what the fuck is really going on here?! Again, there is no amount of ANYTHING worth it.
Maybe you're a gorl but there are a lot of men that get off on control and pushing the limits of what they can get away with women. They seek out low IQ, low self esteem idiots like Chantal and if they can make them pay rent, buy the drugs and launch a youtube apparently all the better. And he gets his dick wet, which a low value male like Nader will never turn down, no matter how hideous the hole.
 
From when he was breaking sugar cane (?), a small glimpse outside, guessing towards the street.
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Definitely not the trap house. That place clearly has red wooden railings around the steps. This looks like white(?) wrought-iron. The weird green thing across the street doesn't seem to match, either, even if it's actually the back door.

Okay, I'm ready to commit to the theory that he moved and her "paying rent" was his first/last month's rent. Just like she offered to pay FFG to change her number after she accidentally doxed her, she offered to help Nader move (perhaps with his buddy) to a new place. That's why she thinks the relationship is getting serious, because she thinks she'll be moving in to Traphouse 2.0 as well.
 
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Okay but he’s fine tho. Bitch you need glasses asap or maybe a servicedog
Im shocked by how many women I've seen comment this. That his accent is sexy or he's fine. What the hell? The fact there are chicks out there getting turned on by a guy that gets Chantal's rotten juices on his dick is mind-blowing. Now I'm like, damn, no wonder she's marking her territory. The number of women coming forward, with no shame, saying they've messaged him... There are more thirsty bitches out there in haydur nation than I thought. Get some better standards, ladies. I'm very disappointed. And grossed out.
 
I don't understand Nader. I really, honestly don't. There is no amount of clothing, money, drugs, rent, or groceries that make being around Chantal worth it--never mind fucking her. How? I know there are plenty of guys into fat chicks, but she is 100% repulsive; she isn't even cute, smart, well-groomed, or charming. She is a filthy, retarded warthog.

He may be a drug addict, but this doesn't mean he's a strung-out junkie. He appears to be functional enough to cook, clean, and groom himself...things Chantal absolutely doesn't do. How has he been able hang out with her beyond that infamous methed-out first "date"? Even wearing a clothespin on your nose would only kill off one of your senses; you would need a blindfold, earplugs, a chainmail body suit, and steel wool to slough off your tastebuds when you *shudder, gag* kiss that filthy donkey mouth.

I get that he's a loser, but what the fuck is really going on here?! Again, there is no amount of ANYTHING worth it.

He may just want a slam pig as a slump buster and for spare carrying cash, but judging by the latest videos, that might not be right. It’s definitely for the money but I do wonder if somewhere in that shriveled heart of his if he wants to help her out just a little bit.

Less binge eating, more fresh food instead of McBeezie or nashies. And maybe he can bully her into that. While he can see her. I don’t think he’s ever met somebody who eats mindlessly like her, and he’s not going to win.
 
Is she more or less annoying when she's with him? She's different. That is to say: she remains the same person but there's a whole new range of behaviours to observe. It is so rare to see her interact with other humans (I don't count Peetz or other pieces of furniture) that it's like a breath of fresh air (or fresh fart. Fresh air and Chantal somehow don't collocate).

She's exhausted by his liveliness - there's too much stimulation for her poor little brain. She's bored - she doesn't even want to show him off, she wants to show off Nader's admiration for her beauty and grace and there's never enough of that. She's lost in that kitchen, can't keep up with his energy. She's the eternal toddler - onion stings her eyes, she doesn't want the salad, she's at a loss at what needs to be done. She laughs too much and without a reason because she's got no idea what else to do. She gets frustrated when the attention is not on herself. She tries to redirect the dynamic and it turns out that the only moment when she successfully manipulates Nader's reaction is when she rekindles his anger at FFG. Yet, all the time she's afraid of him, terrified even, as she senses that he's got so much more to offer than she ever will.

Poor Chantal. I feel genuinely sorry for her and can't stop laughing. She got herself a guy who likes to clean, doesn't like cat hair everywhere, prefers women au naturel, suggests eating veggies, likes physical activity other than bouncing ball for 30 seconds, tells her that edibles are not food and that Nashies are no good for her. Her regulars start to shyly whisper that "it's so much better when it's only us". How is she going to handle all of that long-term?

I can't wait for the reaction channels' take on all that. They've gone a bit speechless today. This twist requires a delicate touch: approve the Prince of Egypt? Condemn the terrible Middle-Eastern junkie and violent criminal? Each choice is related to consequences which translate into views. A fascinating season finale.
 
I don't understand Nader. I really, honestly don't. There is no amount of clothing, money, drugs, rent, or groceries that make being around Chantal worth it--never mind fucking her. How? I know there are plenty of guys into fat chicks, but she is 100% repulsive; she isn't even cute, smart, well-groomed, or charming. She is a filthy, retarded warthog.

He may be a drug addict, but this doesn't mean he's a strung-out junkie. He appears to be functional enough to cook, clean, and groom himself...things Chantal absolutely doesn't do. How has he been able hang out with her beyond that infamous methed-out first "date"? Even wearing a clothespin on your nose would only kill off one of your senses; you would need a blindfold, earplugs, a chainmail body suit, and steel wool to slough off your tastebuds when you *shudder, gag* kiss that filthy donkey mouth.

I get that he's a loser, but what the fuck is really going on here?! Again, there is no amount of ANYTHING worth it.
The dude probably likes em big. As far as fat women go is she more or less repulsive then most aesthetically she seems average, so assuming he is a chubby chaser this does not seem out of the ordinary especially if she chooses to invest her own money into the relationship so as not to be a person who is going along for the ride like a lot of entitled women do.
 
I can't get over this twitterpated persona she puts on when she's with him. She's coy, giggly & soft spoken in a manner so phony even someone new to her would pick up that's not her normal way of speaking. She's so restrained, you can tell she wants to burst. Not restrained physically but in her demeanor.

The toddler aspects of her really come out. It's as if she's trying to feign the old school southern belle: "Oh, I don't know anything about that. Can you help me?", crap. Instead she comes out confirming what we see when she's alone or with Peetz... 100% useless.

When she wasn't eye fucking herself or searching comments for thirst, (she thinks that reflects well on her rather than show how desperate some of these idiots must be), she had him pinned with her eyes. She's not six & he's not a magical unicorn just for HER but that's how she acts.

I don't get how he can stomach being around her & again, I don't get any appeal he has for others.
 
Poor Chantal. I feel genuinely sorry for her and can't stop laughing. She got herself a guy who likes to clean, doesn't like cat hair everywhere, prefers women au naturel, suggests eating veggies, likes physical activity other than bouncing ball for 30 seconds, tells her that edibles are not food and that Nashies are no good for her.
I have drug addicts in my extended periphery and every one of them is a perpetual victim whining into the void that none of it was ever their fault. Everything they say is a lie, every "emergency" is about obtaining more drugs, and every relationship they had before they started using is eventually exploited. All they do is generate suffering and misery for those around them who often did nothing to "create" the junkie in the first place. I wouldn't trust an addict screaming he was on fire without visual confirmation from at least two reliable witnesses. And even then, I'd still let him burn to death because the only good junkie is a dead junkie.

But because Chantal is such a fucking antisocial goblin, Nader comes off looking like roses in comparison. I hope he IS using Chantal to build up a new wardrobe, upgrade his residence, and foot the bill for three squares a day because she honestly deserves to get taken for every payday loan she can qualify for and at least then her money would be going towards the betterment of SOMETHING even if that something is still just a skeletal junkie with a floor mattress specifically for slam pigs. And (extreme rainbows) maybe all this forward momentum will propel him into some kind of better future once Chantal's heart explodes like a month from now. It won't. But. It would be the one good thing to come out of Chantal's existence on this planet if she accidentally rehabilitated Nader on her way to shuffle off this mortal coil.

Thirsty bitches saying that Nader's sew hawwwt and trying to offer their own rancid poon for the piano-toothed Pharaoh's approval are probably being unduly influenced by the comparison between him and Chantal. It's hard to remember how monstrous he is when he's propped up next to a literal avatar of Nurgle.
 
I think it's still the same place as well, the idea of her offering to pay first and last month's rent on a new place since he was doxxed makes total sense. However, if you go back to the first live she did from his place where he's doing card tricks at the kitchen table you can see the same fridge setup, flooring, cabinets and trim.

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But because Chantal is such a fucking antisocial goblin, Nader comes off looking like roses in comparison.

Thirsty bitches saying that Nader's sew hawwwt and trying to offer their own rancid poon for the piano-toothed Pharaoh's approval are probably being unduly influenced by the comparison between him and Chantal. It's hard to remember how monstrous he is when he's propped up next to a literal avatar of Nurgle.
I couldn't agree more.
If on a scale from 1 to 10 Nader is, well, 2 if we are being generous, than Chantal is still -5, which makes him a whooping 7 points more attractive/interesting/promising...
 
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