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There are some sounds in this world that always give me goosebumps. Styrofoam sliding against, well, anything. People chewing their cuticles (even though I'm guilty of it myself). Teeth grinding (ahem, Brennan). My husband's disgusting phlegmy-cough thing he does to clear his throat because he apparently never learned how to clear his throat like a normal person.

But lately, the biggest thing is loud chewing. You know, the person that is eating chips and can be heard a mile away. It seems like I've come across more of these kinds of people lately. Maybe it's because I'm preggo and VERY cranky lately, but this noise irritates the living poop out of me. And it always seems to be someone who eats a lot. Like, an annoying amount of food.

My most recent encounter with a loud chewer was a friend, who is quite possibly one of the nicest people ever born, but also one of the loudest chewers ever born too. It took every ounce of will power in my body not to scream at him to stop taking any more taco chips. Seriously dude, stop with the chips.

Yeah, go ahead and say what you're thinking. It's OK. I'm perfectly aware that pregnancy hormones = bitchiness for this mama. I'm currently growing two humans -- and their collective weight is almost 8 pounds. And I still have 6-8 weeks to go. So as long as I can bite my tongue and not be mean to people's faces, I'm letting the bitchiness flow here on the internet :D