styrofoam really bugs me, or anything that replicates that noise. but it doesn't hurt me NEARLY as much as it hurts my bf. he becomes a jello baby whenever styrofoam rears its ugly head - so obviously i suck it up and squeak it on purpose occasionally just to irritate him.
i also hate when people crack their knuckles around me - i shiver and gag and invariably yell at them to stop. but that's directly related to my ole broken finger - the sound of a bone snapping followed by seeing the really gnarly trauma hanging out of your own body is hard to forget without incident. other joints cracking is fine (i would know - i sound like a bowl of rice crispies when i walk, dance, stretch, etc).
WET BREAD UGH - or any food that's been run through a dishwasher (but mostly wet bread UGH). Worked in food service before??? ever separated and racked up silverware that's been run through once??? I have to wear 2 pairs of gloves to do that shit - there is NO reason that ANY of those textures should be allowed on earth.
OH and I HATE having my toes and bellybutton touched as well. There's something awful about how nerves and bellybuttons get together, because that shit is UNREAL.
And as for toes, I often find myself accidentally kicking animals in the summertime - when I'm wearing flip-flops and my dog or cat or friend's dog LICK my TOES - I seriously flip. I've inadvertently kicked a loooottttttttttt of my friend's dogs when it happens. feet - fine. toes - AHHHHH