🍗 Deathfat 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, ex-Muslim, apostate

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I noticed she conveniently didn't film herself walking up the stairs. Probably didn't want everyone to hear her struggling to breathe going up 12 steps. I wonder how long it took her.
Noticed that too though it was very telling she sounded winded just walking around although so would anyone weighting 400+ pounds
 
I’m surprised Peetz doesn’t sleep in a racing car bed to be honest. It’s obvious he’s not intending to bring any ladies home to that bedroom...
 
Not that I'm a bitch or anything but if I were Bibi, I wouldn't let her take the cats until every other last single thing of hers is out of there.
 
OMG - those stairs! She's screwed. I'm wondering if the ground level, (other than the stairs), isn't a garage? Luxury my ass - tiny bit of PL - she has the same fridge/stove I do & they're generally bulk sold to landlords - KitchenAid brand but not the high end KitchenAid...LOL. My apartment is in the class called "Basic/Decent" - certainly no more than that. Closet doors, hardware & fixtures - not a whiff of luxury there but if she's coming from a place that had cockroaches - anything would seem like a huge upgrade. That kitchen light is right out of the 80s.

That has to be 1 of the smallest, tightest townhouses I've ever seen. There's not a lot of closet or storage space. Chantal will fill up most of the free space & I suspect Peetz will be piling on the pounds as well.

I can't get past the stairs. She is quickly going to turn into even more of a screeching harpy, insisting Peetz bring her food beause she's too tired, sore; whatever.

Yup, this is going to further devolve into even more of a shit show & I'm here for it.
 
There had better be bathrooms of some sort on every floor, or she will be shitting her Depends regularly.
She's got a bathroom attached to her bedroom not to mention I'm 99% sure there's one on the ground floor

OMG - those stairs! She's screwed. I'm wondering if the ground level, (other than the stairs), isn't a garage? Luxury my ass - tiny bit of PL - she has the same fridge/stove I do & they're generally bulk sold to landlords - KitchenAid brand but not the high end KitchenAid...LOL. My apartment is in the class called "Basic/Decent" - certainly no more than that. Closet doors, hardware & fixtures - not a whiff of luxury there but if she's coming from a place that had cockroaches - anything would seem like a huge upgrade. That kitchen light is right out of the 80s.

That has to be 1 of the smallest, tightest townhouses I've ever seen. There's not a lot of closet or storage space. Chantal will fill up most of the free space & I suspect Peetz will be piling on the pounds as well.

I can't get past the stairs. She is quickly going to turn into even more of a screeching harpy, insisting Peetz bring her food beause she's too tired, sore; whatever.

Yup, this is going to further devolve into even more of a shit show & I'm here for it.
I have a small Hope that those stairs will force her to get at least a bit of exercise especially considering her bedroom is on the second floor.
 
not a whiff of luxury there but if she's coming from a place that had cockroaches - anything would seem like a huge upgrade.
Depending on how well she did packing up her stuff, she may end up finding she's brought some of her cockroach roommates along with her.
 
Fuck you chantal for not filming yourself going up the stairs. I was really looking forward to that. :mad:

This looks like the worst possible place for her (and hilarious for us). Not only the stairs but there's carpet everywhere. She's gross, hates cleaning and has 2 cats. The fart stench that carpet will absorb over the next few months will make the pizza delivery guy pass out.
 
Oh fuck, she has to go up a stairs everytime she comes home because her front door is down a flight of stairs? I'm predicting lots of delivery and yelling at Peetz to meet the delivery people at the door.
 
She lives on the third floor?

I think a person's worst nightmare is living directly under a 400lb hambeast with donkey kong footsteps, flatulence problems and bizarre sleeping schedules.

Imagine hearing this at 3am from upstairs -
 
Good call on the twin bed. Chantal can't crawl into bed with him this way. No snuggle zone. -gag
plus he needs room for his office furniture, so I understand the small bed. He must be resigned to the fact he will never bring home any dates.
Edit: fact not fat (lol)
 
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