🍗 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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In today's episode of BREAKING FAT, we learn that Chinny has "broken up" with Nader for being "disrespectful", she desperately lashes out at him through text to no avail, eats chicken parmesan & alfredo, and receives a call from Nader followed by her musing about getting back together.

So, Clotso announces the breakup and considers getting back together in the same stream.

Pure Cluster B-zing. Chantal is Nader's slampig: and nothing more.

 
After searching Badoo for men in Nader's approximate age range in Gatineau, Québec, I believe I found the account French Fried Gorl was talking about. I'm unsure whether or not this is actually Nader, but if not, this person shares the same hair type, chin, and nose, and could double as his identical twin.

Photos lifted from the account (full-size, for better detail) :


Photos of Nader, again, for comparison:


Link to the Account, which can only be viewed when logged into Badoo.
Doesn’t look like the same person.

Someone in FFG’s live found Nader, 39 Head Chef on Badoo. Not sure I buy it though. He probably closed down the account by now.
 
I wonder when it will occur to Chantal that she is being treated exactly the way she deserves to be treated. Even if she had a heart of gold, no sensible man would want to put up with the grossness needed to see that heart. She's filthy, she smells, she lives in a sty, she eats in a manner that can only be called a spectacle, she cannot have a normal conversation without involving shit or farts, she's stupid, she's got something serious going on neurologically, she has no hobbies or aspirations, and can barely walk. Christ Himself would have a hard time getting past all that to the goodness within.

But there is no goodness. She's self-absorbed to the point of psychopathy, she'll shit all over your bathroom and tee hee while she's doing it, she becomes addicted to everything, she takes no responsibility for anything in her life, and she's cruel. In all of our discussions regarding what exactly happens to her when around Nader, we've speculated that he's tried to force anal without her consent, he's demanded she shower, he's demanded she allow him to shave her, he takes her nowhere and keeps her on a mattress on the floor, he destroyed (or sold) her TV, and plied her with enough drugs to kill a bear. We know for certain he pummeled her breasts the first time he met her and his friend threw money at her because he assumed she was a hooker, which means fat, filthy, gross whores are common in Nader's apartment.

In my book, she's being treated exactly as she deserves.

And best stop talking like that to the cats. They were sitting there, adorable as fuck, and her impulse is to curse at them and threaten to hurt them. Of course, it's unlikely that she will do anything to them worse than what she did to Sam when she attempted to shave him, but she needs to get at least this much through her fat fucking skull:

As foul and nasty as she is, as bad of a pet owner she has proven to be, even her most retarded of followers could say, "Well, at least she loves her cats." We've all had moments where we reached a point wherein we got annoyed or angry at a pet. A dog chews up an entire chair, you feel anger or annoyance. A cat eats a gecko and gets diarrhea so bad that you find it on the doorknobs and lamp shades, and you just want to scream. Then you remember you're a fucking adult with free will, thumbs, the capacity to order a new chair and cleaning supplies, and you deal with it all and make sure the pet isn't sick and feel grateful they didn't eat enough foam or small reptiles to kill them. We may yell "GODDAMN IT!" as we cope, but we don't direct the anger at the animal.

She didn't even have any reason to be annoyed. She just seems to think she's Moe in that trio and that threats to bang her cats heads together like Larry and Shemp is funny. It isn't. And since most of her audience consists of either terminally fat cat ladies who aren't cruel psychopaths or people who actively hate her, she best curb that shit right quick because both will be all too willing to pay to send her abuse on YouTube. An angry cat woman will be only too willing to destroy her happy place if she doesn't sober up and at least feign affection for those poor cats.

I am very close to being MATI. Or maybe I'm actually MATI. Either way, fuck her and I hope she waddles back to Nader and ends up cornholed and shaved again.
 
One other standout item, for me, from the live was her picking her mascara off. She then said, "like none of you have ever picked your mascara off, HAHA!"

Yes, Chantal, I think 99.99% of your fellow women can say with utter confidence that they haven't picked their days old mascara off their eyes rather than wash their faces, or if they're extremely lazy, wash it off in the shower. That is something only druggies and superfats do. Because the first don't care and like to pick themselves crackishly, and the other because bathing is too much effort.

Chantal is gross, water is wet, yadda yadda.
 
So the story is he asked if she wanted to cuddle, she said yes, then when he rolled up on her from behind his dick was out.

THIS is what pushed it over the edge.

I agree it was a scumbag move but how did nothing else qualify up til this?
I was a bit late to the stream so I missed this the first time around, but she was ranting about this around the 21 minute mark, also:

She admits to just lifting her leg up and letting him go at it. :story:
 
Chantal's Fantasy:
The Sheik of Araby captures her, an exotic creature; a white woman, from the far distant land of Canada, and spirits her away to put her in his harem of women. Chantal tries valiantly to escape, but it is hopeless. The Sheik will not let his new treasure get away. The more time he spends with his dainty prize the more madly in love he falls. His every desire is fulfilled in her and her alone, and he dismisses all his concubines and cleaves only unto her. They live happily ever after.
The End.

Chantal's Reality:
Place an advert on a sleazy dating website, hoping to attract someone, anyone, by declaring that you are only interested in a booty call. Meet up with a big-nosed. drugged up, broke-brained Arab and allow him to fuck you on his designated Ho Mattress after he pummels your tits. Next night, he almost kills you with a drug overdose. You have such low self esteem that you accept being treated like shit, because after all, it gives you something to do and talk about in your empty existence. Decide that this is all you deserve. Snivel and whine when things don't go your way in the relationship, but gloat and preen when he decides he will play your game.
The End???
 
Am I the only one excited for this next phase of Chinny madness?

Imagine the amount of food she's going to shove down her gullet now that she'll have peetz to go pick it up for her.

She WILL try to date and lord help me I can't wait for that Trainwreck to begin.

Get pumped, gorls. The sheer amount of insanity that is about to descend upon us is going to be glorious.

*Cheers*
She never fails to deliver, it took a year, but my girl came through with the goods. This has been one hell of a ride. Next stop, dying of "natural causes" in her sleep, on a Egyptians crack den floor mattress because she refuses to wear her CPAP in front of him.
 
I was a bit late to the stream so I missed this the first time around, but she was ranting about this around the 21 minute mark, also:
i feel old when it comes to sex 2.mp4
She admits to just lifting her leg up and letting him go at it. :story:
That’s actually so fucking creepy and degrading. Does she think that is normal behavior from a potential partner? This guy is clearly a sex addict getting his fix with a low self-esteem balding obese woman who has been letting him do whatever he wants to her. If Chantal was actually a decent human I might feel bad for her.
 
I think it was all a ploy in the first place. An important part of Chantal's story was her bitching about how he "didn't even ask her to stay!". Her initial plan was to force him to beg her to stay and give her attention and prove his love or some shit.

It reminds me when I or a friend had a girlfriend in high school. The high school boy would say something dumb or mildly offensive, the high school girl would feign offense and storm off. When you're 16 years old you run after your girlfriend because you don't know any better. It's a silly a game teenagers play.

Nader is a 40 year old man who just wants to slam his pig on his depressing floor mattress. Of course Chantal's high schooler tactic failed miserably. Now our totally experienced party gorl sex goddess who totally doesn't want a relationship has to waddle back to Nader with her gunt between her legs.

How delightfully pathetic.
My theory as well, she said she was going to leave and he must have thought she was kidding so he didn't stop her. So of course she text him from the car to say she is breaking up with hi and he doesn't text her back until the next day with "thanks." She definitely wanted him to beg her to stay, when he didn't she texted him from outside hoping he would run out and stop her and he didn't. This is the kind of stuff we did has teens, not in our 40s.

She did the same thing that night he went out with his friend. Kept calling and texting. I can't remember what she sent now, ("I can't believe yous would hurt me this way. I need to get my stuff. I'm done., etc.") but that night every text was more desperate than the last. I think she was sending him stuff hoping that would make him finally respond, and when that didn't work she would send another with an even more desperate text to see if that would finally work.
 
In an alternative reality where Chantal did not abort

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When she threatens violence on her cats, chances are it's a release mechanism. My sister absolutely adores her 2 cats to the point of pathetic, yet what she constantly says to them is stuff like "I'm going to chop your heads off and eat them", or "i'm going to squeeze you both to death", or "I'm going to cut your feet off for good luck charms", or "I'm going to stew you guys in slow cooker tomorrow" etc etc. What this is called is "cute aggression". Google it.
It's when humans become so overwhelmed with love for their furry friends that they have to verbalize nonsense. It's a sensation when you love your furry friend so much it nearly becomes intolerable.
**She may not actually love her 2 felines to this point, I just wanted to point out that is a well known phenomena**
 
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This pathetic, smug braphog. I’m almost at a loss for words. She takes a tv to the methden. Buys the loser an air conditioner. Doubtlessly orders and pays for food. Pays for the drugs ejup either has on hand or acquires on “their” behalf. What does she get in return. Someone who doesn’t go out in public with her. Makes unkind remarks, all in good fun, yaknowwatimean. Leaves bruises on her person and sits there while a friend of his throws money at her to show her flapjacks. This is just the shit she has shared. I can just imagine what she’s not sharing. Stupid slam pig is bound and determined to get a split lip or black eye. Not one iota of self respect dwells in that bald, ugly head.
 
Chantal's Fantasy:
The Sheik of Araby captures her, an exotic creature; a white woman, from the far distant land of Canada, and spirits her away to put her in his harem of women. Chantal tries valiantly to escape, but it is hopeless. The Sheik will not let his new treasure get away. The more time he spends with his dainty prize the more madly in love he falls. His every desire is fulfilled in her and her alone, and he dismisses all his concubines and cleaves only unto her. They live happily ever after.
The End.

Chantal's Reality:
Place an advert on a sleazy dating website, hoping to attract someone, anyone, by declaring that you are only interested in a booty call. Meet up with a big-nosed. drugged up, broke-brained Arab and allow him to fuck you on his designated Ho Mattress after he pummels your tits. Next night, he almost kills you with a drug overdose. You have such low self esteem that you accept being treated like shit, because after all, it gives you something to do and talk about in your empty existence. Decide that this is all you deserve. Snivel and whine when things don't go your way in the relationship, but gloat and preen when he decides he will play your game.
The End???
Or maybe a 1001 Arabian Nights reimagining, where Chinherazade keeps her Crack Sultan and her fans coming back for more by announcing every night that she'll lose weight and get her life on track, only to revert right back to depravity the next day.

I think she'll go back to him if he'll have her, but it says something that he booted her out; Nader was not exactly a man of exacting standards. Chantal literally couldn't live up to what was expected of a morbidly obese druggie slut. I think whatever reprobate takes her in next will decide what kind of Chantal we're getting this summer.
 
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I'm also wondering why she just doesn't block him on her phone if these calls are stressing her out. So. Fucking. Dumb.
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Yeah, she's being extra verbally abusive to them today

It's doubtful this is anything new. I'm sure she screams at the cats when they are irritating her all the time and forever but we only know about it now because of all the livestreams and she can't control herself or edit it out.

I can't find it now, but in today's live (before she went upstairs) she made a side comment about money or something in regards to King Tut and rolled her eyes. I got the impression she was thinking out loud without actually admitting that she was giving him money. Isn't there a FB version of Pig Pig Go yet? If not, there should be
 
So, he kicks her out and she waddles home with a grump desperado determination. It’s over, the end, goodbye.

Do we think/believe/know that she will be so bitched out that in desperation/misery loves company mode, she will do everything to ruin Peetz’s budding relationship?

It must be killing her that he is no longer interested in her livestreams and takes every chance he gets to diss her. Even more annoying would be if he’s not working, but stays in his room to communicate with his new woman.

Let the good times roll.
 
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