🍗 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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HOY NICHOLAS

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I CREAMED MYSELF FOR YOU

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h/t @Queen of Moderation
 
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Contrary said:
Fupa stands for fatty upper pubic area......
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This argument is among the dumbest in the last 50 pages of this thread, which is full of breathtaking dumbness.

If you have to argue the finer points of the medical definitions of fupa vs gunt vs apron vs panniculus, that's a sign that you need to go outside and get some exercise.
 
She’s as giddy as if she had a bag of blank journals, a new water bottle, a life-changing new new NEW amazing diet book and a kitchen full of smoothie gadgets and fruit. Just another “new X, new me” cycle. New year, new diet, new house, new book, new therapist, new man...same Chantal.

I’m sure she sees this Nick chap just like she sees ozempic, wls, the stairs in her new villa, the time she sold her car...”now that I have X in my life, it’s going to force me to exercise more/eat less/not binge/burn calories!”

Yet another Miracle Thing that will totes force her to get in shape! She HAS to get in shape now cuz she’s got a man to impress, as they go on future picnic dates!

Ignoring he’s a pump and dump feeder, not a boyfriend, she’ll stuff herself sick as usual and lose the drive to try, once more. You can’t do a “X will FORCE me to eat better or exercise” thing, even when you’re not a 450 lb mental patient. You’ll just find a way around it, and Chantal always does.

But I’m still enjoying “new man, new me!” over the usual new diet/new year/new health scare brand of her cycle. It’s nice to vary the formula a bit.
 
I can't decide which is more hilarious: Chantal insisting that "I'm trying not to overthink it!" after days of endless fretting, fantasizing and sperging about her 15-minute meetup with this dude - or the fact that she's earnestly soliciting romantic advice from her insane deathfat posse.

That she has decided she is going to pack "Poo-pourri" spray in her bag tomorrow night juuust in case she has to annihilate his bathroom is just the icing gravy on the cake.

ETA: According to the newest live, he still hasn't texted her back, but "technically they're not in a relationship, so it's ok". Technically.

Also, she's still in yesterday's PJ's. Good Christ
 
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Chantal effusively shares intensely personal details and a thousand rabid people are there for it. It's a weird symbiotic relationship she's got going with her chat. If her many many on-line "friends" weren't there to tune in at the drop of a hat she'd have no one to listen to her gush for hours on end. It's certainly an interesting dynamic.
 
brooky said:
This argument is among the dumbest in the last 50 pages of this thread, which is full of breathtaking dumbness.

If you have to argue the finer points of the medical definitions of fupa vs gunt vs apron vs panniculus, that's a sign that you need to go outside and get some exercise.
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Somebody asked where it was, if you think that's an argument, you've led a very sheltered life.
 
Its fascinating to see how this 37 year old woman truly believes that this is her turning point. With out an ounce of introspection or determination she thinks this is what will turn her life around.
Nicholas in a mere matter of 15 minutes of fondling her fupa and sucking off her terrible crimson lipstick has single handedly cured her of all ailments. She is reborn as a delicious sex kitten that no man can resist! Now, instead of reaching for food she'll reach for the KY and be off to another sexcapade. Instead of stuffing her feelings down her mouth with "pup-eyes" she'll be stuffing her "pussy cat" with the "wieners" of Ontario's most eligible bachelors!
She has thoroughly convinced not only herself of this fantasy but her loyal subscribers too! What will we do guys, when the dirty dick appointments transform her into a 150 lb goddess????!?
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I for one love to see her so high up, because the bigger the high the larger the fall.
 
Anne Onimous said:
The only thing I can see on this latest picture are her two mustard yellow front teeth.
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Yeah, I thought it was just a little bit ironic when she waxed poetic about his "white, straight teeth!" then she flashes one of her rat-faced grimaces with those yellow, plaque-clogged chompers.
 
catbyte said:
Yeah, I thought it was just a little bit ironic when she waxed poetic about his "white, straight teeth!" then she flashes one of her rat-faced grimaces with those yellow, plaque-clogged chompers.
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didn't you hear?! she's flossing, using mouthwash and creaming herself regularly now. That will no doubt correct years and years of neglect and abuse of her body.
She's got this!
 
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Oh hey, Nicholas. I'm glad you finally texted me back.

(I apologize for my non-existent editing skills. It's the thought that counts)

edit: @ Blue Roses, you beat me to it. We are on the same page though!
 
She says things like "I thought he liked spending time with me", and she's bummed out because "If you like spending time with someone, you like spending time with them"

Where did anyone spend "time"? By her own admission, they were together all of 15 minutes. Even crappy, mismatched online dates last an hour or two. Seems to me this guy didn't stick around one minute longer than he needed to, and they weren't so much "spending" time as defiling it.

I know it has been said a lot this week, and always, but boy is she out of touch with reality. And her new gummy diet is not bringing her any closer to this dimension.
 
This sow is so pleased with herself, sending Peetz up and down the stairs, running for her food. I love that this feeder hasn't texted her, after she has already picked out their china pattern. Is this perchance the karma to which she so often alludes??

ETA: "Maybe I have a mission and I can't be distracted by men." I never thought that Chins had a sense of humor, but she's hysterical.

I guess we are at the fantasy portion of the evening; Chantal and her lesbian lover, who gave her, her first "you know what. " "I could tell you stories that would get you all excited."
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She was so depressed that her Romeo played grab the gunt and dipped until that food got there. Her one, true love that will always turn a bad mood around.
 
Chantal on a LIVE stuffing her face.
Lover boy never texted her back.
She isn't bothered, but her face is all red.
Shoveling in food as fast as she can, because she's not bothered.
Already making excuses for him, because she's not bothered.
All is right with the world again.
 
Ooooh we're reaching the crash and burn portion of this cycle. From giddy "sexy" lingerie haul to smeared-mascara fried chicken binge. She looks truly miserable.

EDIT: She's high as fuck and too depressed to put on her fake-nice baby voice. Nicky ain't coming back.
 
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