Jonathan Cheban The Two Faced Satanist

Being offended by a botched, two faced satanist, who looks like Chucky the doll’s haggard older brother, isn’t possible. Jonathan Cheban lost his mind when I called him out and ditched him. Under his FoodGod Instagram account. Which appeared on my explore page.

The fucked up face parasite responded to his comments, telling people there was nothing they could do about AI robots taking over all restaurants. Even though they were rightfully stating they could shut it down, by simply not dining there. 110% accurate. Purchasing power comes from employed people, not AI, which has no need for commodities and goods. That’s where the idiot savants and dimwitted elites messed up. This technology isn’t feasible in the long term, duhhhhhh. It will collapse every industry. Humans are tribal, interdependent (read The True Intent Of Artificial Intelligence). All socioeconomic groups matter, retards. Who will use AI if they can’t afford the tools or services? Phones, computers, televisions, hospital visits, etc. Saving money as a company doesn’t equate to turning a profit, if jobless humans have none to spend.

Getting a jumpstart on my new health routine, I’d popped a couple gummies. Unaware it’d give me a burst of energy that kept me up. I decided to tag two commentators who corrected Cheban, mind you I didn’t screenshot it because he’s irrelevant, verifying the accuracy of their remarks. A summarization of my reply: “You’re a satanist trying to put fear into people, are the AI robots going to buy the burgers themselves? You will join your friends in hell. I don’t need you anymore.” This is when FoodGod, who probably has a taste for human flesh, emphasis on babies (because he’s an untrustworthy Zionist Jew), spiraled. Screenshot April 19th 2026 2:39pm, before he blocked me.

First of all, his insults are giving suburban middle schooler. Second of all, he’s not attractive so he can’t talk to anyone above him like that, let alone a Goddess. Prior to this he was in good standing, I never unfollowed him during my purge, because he was running his mouth to the blogs. Telling all the Kardashian Jenner tea to blind items. Explaining why I left him alone. Isn’t wise to disrespect someone who can expose your secrets, especially when the perpetrator is closeted af and two faced. Of course I’m going to humiliate Cheban before sending him to hell. Even though you’d think he’d be used to it by now, he doesn’t like getting dumped.

Thanks for further incriminating everyone. Isn’t that Khloe Kardashian, one of the backs you rode for relevance, liking my Saint_Twenty insta post complimenting her bob. On my birthday no less. Written before discovering they’re racist satanists (read The Most Majestic Bob). Is this the type of mental help I should get Cheban (read Mick Jagger Tried To Karen Mulder Me)? Where you try to silence me for exposing your nefarious plans, pedophilia and satanic rituals. I’m not the one fucking, eating, trafficking and sacrificing children (read Simon Of Trent Example Of Why Jews Were Exiled). I’m not the one trying to enslave humanity with a bullshit technology, at the word of some false god. I’m not the delusional inbred, worshipping a false god that incarnated to exterminate me, masquerading as God’s chosen people. I’m not the one disrespecting a fucking Goddess, who decides your fates. Am I? Jonathan forgot himself, and most importantly who the fuck he was talking to. Don’t worry, I’ll remind you boy. Keep in mind these demonic elites started bothering me first, I was minding my entire business (read 2020: The Year The Scale Tipped To Evil).

Kim Kardashian knew he wasn’t trustworthy. Pisces moon instincts, but couldn’t prove it. For once she got it right. Judas ass, looking like a troll doll, go fix your fucking hair. You and that tattered bitch Miriam Adelson. The fuck is wrong with you fried hoes (read Proof: The Rothschilds Rewrote The Bible). Enjoy your time, hell is forever, Kali & Shiva. Via: The Sun, Google & Saint_Twenty

Updated: 4/20/2026 10:13pm

Beyoncé Partied At Miss Lily’s

This is the location I worked at, years after Kanye West had his birthday at Miss Lily’s Soho (read Kanye West’s Miss Lily’s Birthday Bash). Here are a few guests who celebrated with him that evening: Beyonce, Scott Disick & Jonathan Cheban. Make shit up where? Had the idiot haters read what a black woman wrote instead of invalidating me for the same reasons, they wouldn’t be going to hell. The fuck. Everyone who’s anyone knows me (read 2020: The Year The Scale Tipped To Evil).

That place was the Studio 54 of restaurants. Anna Wintour was our nemesis. Chair of the community board, she refused to grant a full liquor license, because of owner Serge Becker. Despite contention with the establishment I earned her approval (read The Elusive Anna Wintour). Anna Wintour making me walk the ice paved sidewalk as a runway, while wearing sky high over the thigh leather boots to get to work, is one of the highlights of my LIFE. A nightmare and a dream. I’m major.

Everyone said Beyonce was an overly generous tipper, having dined there once more outside of Kanye’s birthday. I never met her, but had the displeasure of serving Kelly Rowland and Lala Anthony. The former left less than 10% (read Kelly Rowland And Lala Anthony Are Trash). I also met Solange Knowles and made a fool of myself. Opening my mouth to say hi as she stared dead at me, while sitting outside for brunch, right in front of the entryway. Starstruck, not a sound came out. And yet, my mouth remained open. So embarrassed. Never breaking eye contact, I watched Solange conclude I’m slow.

That being said, if you had the audacity to run your mouth defaming me, use it to fucking apologize. You wouldn’t be here without me or Lewis Dvorkin. You better buy and earn more time, hubris won’t be tolerated, Kali & Shiva. Via: Getty Images

Updated: 11/18/2025 11:58am