Once again greeted with a black screen, muted. 39 seconds before she blesses us with her face card, 42 seconds before she greets her beezers.
“I look cozy? Yeah, I’m hoodying it today… I like that is has this, but I don’t think it’s comfortable…” Then you don’t actually like it lmao
No Name kitten beezing in the background, you can hear her practically bouncing off the walls. Chantal says she’s still “trying out names”
She says that she wouldn’t go out of her way to eat Pizza Pizza chicken strips. She said that KFC strips from Kuwait were better than the Pizza Pizza strips.
Someone asks her what food she feeds the Kitten. She says Royal Canin wet food and dry food, on top of the Temptations and Churru treats we already know about. That’s what she says… but I really have my doubts unless she shows the bag of food. Royal Canin is one of the more expensive brands of food available. A 7 lb bag of dry kitten food costs $41.99 (without sales/autoship discount from Petco, USD). Loaf-in-sauce RC wet food is $2.69/3 oz can, or $3.49/5.1 oz can. Seems like a lot of money to feed a temporary cat when she could be buying fast food and wheelchairs.
She has the hiccups from her diet soda. She talks directly with the chat, talking about the cat, names, and restaurants that she thinks are good.
Someone suggest the name Bianca for the cat. “Bianca, oh no. I used to know a Bianca. I hated her guts, so… Oops, that’s not nice to say… ugh.”
“I was thinking of calling her my grandma’s name, Audrey, but I don’t know.”
Chat is asking advice on how to acclimate a shy kitten. She describes how she sealed with the kitten in the carrier on the bed to get the kitten used to her.
The topic of FFG and BBJ is brought up. “I have nothing to say. Yeah… I knew that all along she was lying, but nobody- I don’t think anyone cares. The one thing I will say is I watched Yo Momma’s stream last night. Oh my god. Like, this woman would make streams about my family and how dysfunctional they are. Have you seen the tweets between her brother and her dad? Wow.. Like, at least- I’m sorry. That’s like next level dysfunction. Holy crap. It all comes out in the end.”
“She grifted from the BBJ calendars. Oh she sold the calendars after BBJ was passed away? But yeah her dad is- her brother- her brother is basically outing her, like, while the cat was dead? (I find it really weird that she calls BBJ “the cat” and talks about her like this, it was HER cat that she had for how many years?) Her brother’s basically out… her brother’s basically the one who outed her. And then her DAD was like, fighting with her brother on Twitter saying like, uh, you’re the reason that like, her mom died and everything like that. Like, wooow.”
“‘She received money and donations for BBJ when she had already died.’ OOHH, so who’s the grifter? Who’s the scammer? Wait, wait, wait, collecting money for something that isn’t actually true. Isn’t that was scamming is? Oh, yeah, and then people have the nerve to say that I scammed Sasa when she’s actually thriving because of the help she got… Anyway, whatever. I don’t give a fuck. So pathetic.”
“‘You will always be loved BBJ.’ Yeah, she basically like, a couple months after she was stolen, I just said, you know what? I’m not going to pay attention. Like, I’m just, that’s it for me. She’s already deceased. Because she, she like, she was rescued and she like, look how long she lived after. Like, she had to be put down anyways. She was not well.”
(Look, I know this doesn't need to be said, but that’s not how it went down, Chantal. And yet again, she’s confirming that SHE didn’t take care of her elderly cat, and she wanted her put down. Ugh, ok, sorry I knew this stream was gonna make me spergy and MATI.)
“Yeah of course she had her the whole time, you know.”
“I don’t grift. Anything I ask for goes to what it’s intended towards. I don’t ask for money, uhm, for, you know, scamming people for a dead cat. Thank you. I asked for money for Sasa for her school and supplies and to help her family. And that’s exactly what is happening right now. She’s been in school, new supplies, new outfits. Her family gets the rest of the help. Thank you very much. And I’ll continue to help her. Like, she’s family, you know? I don’t care.”
Retard poo-toucher Courtney Neidt superchats “Read this loud and clear. FFG, you are human garbage for not allowing Princess BBJ to have her golden years spent with a loving home for her retirement. You are human garbage and Karma for BBJ”
Chantal smugly says “yep… yep…”
Someone calls out her Qatar trip scandal. “So? I had planned to go to Qatar for a while. Like, that was necessary because my mental health was like, I need to get out of here. Plus, where was I going to go when they were renovating? So, uh yeah, and just for being an asshole, you can be blocked. Thank you. Bye!”
“My chin looks funny, but you have a fake picture, Clouds, ok. Tell me your insecure about yourself without telling me you’re insecure about yourself.”
“How is it like the CPAP left behind? What? We’re not on horrible terms, Salah and I.”
“They knew! Her audience knew about BBJ. They don’t care about BBJ! All they cared about was trying to hurt me with BBJ. That’s how disgusting and vile those people are, and demented. That’s it. They don’t care. So, who cares? Nothing changes. We been knew.”
We go on a brief kitten name tangent. Before going back to BBJ. “And she had a long, wonderful 21 years thanks to me (you mean despite you). And it’s too bad about her ending. But… FFG is going to hell, find comfort in that. Whatever…”
“She rescued the cat from what? Death??? when had to put the cat down anyway? You know???”
Puts us on mute again and turns the camera off, she’s gone for over a minute. She comes back with the camera off, saying she’s waiting for the kitten to stop beezing so she doesn’t knock the camera over. Finally she turns the camera on. She’s really hamming it up with this kitten she’s going to abandon, allegedly.
“This cat is so affectionate… That’s, that’s what I wanted, isn’t it? Isn’t it?” she says as she pets and plays with the cat, babytalking.
Someone eventually brings up the TOS changes and video removals. “Uhm, they.. Only a few, not many, but I- I privated, I like, deleted a lot of my own that I think that they would go after.”
“I have a lot of pizza left, which I might have after… I don’t feel like eating it though. I had a- So, I had about… well, I had the pizza and the fingers, and then recently I had a cup of uhh, a can of Campbell’s vegetable soup with chunks of cheese in it, and crackers mashed up, like the premium plus crackers in it, and a diet coke.”
“‘If they don’t go after skinny mukbangers, it’s discrimination.’ yeah true.”
“I don’t know what kind of cat she is. I saw her dad. He looked like a tabby.”
So many name recommendations that she does not want, for a kitten she’s going to leave.
She’s snuggling the cat and Chantal says “Is she trying to suckle?” (Kill me.)
“She looks like Bruce, eh? Do you find? You look like Bruce! . . . I should name her Bruce.” Damn, look at that giant paw!
“I’ve been cuddling with this cat, all day. Not that I’m complaining cause I love- I love her and she’s very cute and I like cuddling cats, but she’s like, I would say, stage 15 clinger. So uhm, ‘you don’t want to hold her anymore?’ uh no, it’s not that I don’t want a cat, I wouldn’t, you know, obviously I always love to have a cat. It’s just that I can’t, I can’t, it’s… it’s like, distracting. I can’t beeze.”
“Ok so, uhm, so yes, I told you guys what I did today . . . That’s basically what I’ve just been in the mood to do. Like, before maybe last week or so, I just really, you know, the live where I went to the Walmart and everything. I did, when like, when I went to the Walmart, like, I was so down. I keep thinking of that day. I was so down. But lately I’ve just been, and I didn’t want to be in the apartment back then, but now I just want to be.”
“I never brush my cat’s teeth. I just go get them cleaned every few years.”
She’s talking directly to chat and not saying a whole lot.
“Do I cry every day? Well the past few days, no. But uhh, at the beginning yes, I did. Yes.”
“Ok, Silver Saw, the irony is that you’re the one being shady. If, if withholding private information of my own life is shady, well then, you know, what can I say.”
“He’s not messaging anyone. Like, and even if he was, not my business. I don’t care. Do I plan on moving out someday? I don’t know. I don’t know what the future’s going to hold. Maybe I’ll just stay on this couch forever with this cat, you know?”
She starts to get a phone call and takes it, putting the stream on hold for a few minutes.
“Curly Fry, take it from someone who isn’t even thinking of him right now. I don’t care. Like, people come in here and they say things that are not even true. Like, I’m not even thinking about Salah whatsoever right now. And you- the thing is, people don’t know anything about how either one of us feels. He hasn’t said anything. Like, you don’t know how he’s feeling. You don’t know what we talk about when we talk. I’m not, and I’m not saying those things anymore. Anything regarding Salah is going to be 100% private from now on. That’s it.”
“Just call her Baby Girl. Baby Girl. I’ll name her when I’m ready to. How about that? She’s going to have a name one day. I don’t know what. It has to be perfect. Why rush and name something if I can’t think of something.”
“Minge? No I’m not naming her the British name for private parts. What?”
We move on and the kitten farted, so the chat starts talking about which farts are worse, cat or dog farts.
“Yeah so my house is nice and clean… uhm… I haven’t tried my winter jacket yet.”
The kitten finds something to play with and Chantal finally moves to see what she’s playing with. She comes back in a new position.
“Ok, I’ll try not to leave.” and then immediately turns the cam off again to adjust her hoodie.
“Violet, what does it matter? What does it matter? Just be quest, Jesus. I am tied of people complaining. You don’t have to be here.” She gets another notification on her phone and pauses the chat again, to read it.
She comes back singing “I’m so happy, I am so happy. I could cry, I’m so happy I could cry . . . so, you know, you know uhm, my new video. My new uhh, pizza mukbang with talking about amberlynn. So, I got an email just not long ago saying that they’ve removed it cause it violates the self harm policy because some STUPID– just… I’m not even, nope, nope, don’t do it Chantal… Some wonderful individual is mass reporting us, right, anytime we eat to try to… so uhm, what is wrong with my… I appealed it and maybe within 15 minutes: ‘we’ve reached a decision’, it doesn’t violate, your video DOESN’T violate the policy. So, I guess you can eat. You just can’t talk about that B-word.”
“And then people are going to be like, ‘I hate your smug face.’ Well, you’re the one trying to mess with me for no reason, so what do you expect?”
“I try not to let things bother me, but sometimes like, the people just get, like, the same repetitive, like, stupid kind of immature comments. They get on your nerves after a while, ya know?”
“I am, like, actually floored that her brother exposed her like that. That is so… that like, I’m sure she’s so mortified. But you know what? I don’t- I’m not going to wi- I’m not going to wish ill on anybody. Even Gorlworld. I just don’t want the karma. Like, I don’t want it. So I’m just not going to think of these people. Ignore it. Continue to ignore it.” (you know when even Foodie Beauty thinks it was a shocking/shitty move, you’re definitely not the creme de la creme of humanity).
“Yeah, I don’t have family members that do that to me, but…”
Lol jumpscare
We’re just talking more about food, restaurants, food that beezers are eating and/or making, and cat names.
“Nothing is more crispy than the broasted chicken. I miss it. It was so good. Every single day… No wonder I’m divorced. Every single day. Can I have half broasted? Half broasted? Half broasted?
Chantal decided to reheat the pizza and put a mass of old cheese she has on it. The kitten keeps trying to jump in the oven when Chantal opens the door.
She comes back with a lemon meringue pudding snack pack cup. “They have gelatin? Really? No, I don’t think so. Why would they put that in uhh, puddings? So disgusting…”
Admits that she had to throw away another bottle of ranch that she had because it was under her Pennington’s Haul and she didn’t realize it.
Continues talking about ranch, different restaurant ranches, and whether or not she will visit Las Vegas. Incredibly boring and dry.
Something weird happened though, Chantal thought she smelled something burning, and she sniffed the air with her mouth open. Like she was sniffing with both her nose and her mouth?
She shows us what she did to the pizza, it’s a massacre. Says Beauty Bite, but not Bismillah
Someone asks about how much it is to rent a car, she quotes them $650-700 for 6 days.
“A contract? We don’t have a contract. A marriage is a contract between two people. You realize- actually you realize that right? It’s a love contract.”
She eats, I think, 4 slices in this sitting, because she says she only has two pieces left, but that she could probably finish the rest of it.
She finishes eating the pizza and continues talking about food. What kind of pasta sauces that she likes. More cat name suggestions.
Her appetite sated, she moves to the bedroom to seal in comfort and darkness. She turns the camera on, but no lights are on so it’s very dark. Talking about candy that she likes now. Reese’s peanut butter cup Christmas trees.
She tells chat to try putting a Caramilk(?) bar under your armpit for like 10 minutes, and then eat it. It's SO good that way. Cadbury cream eggs are also good. She could go for some chocolate right now.
“It’s like only 9:30, but I’m feeling pretty relaxed, if you know what I mean. Heh heh heh . . . So I’m trying to go to bed by like, 11, but I’m so tired. I don’t know if I’m going to make it.”
She decides that she’s super tired, and wants to go to bed. So she ends the stream.