Other than a more-or-less permanent problem with ‘clicky jaw’ (I’m sure there’s a nice medical word for it), nope.
Does this sound familiar? Welcome to my world (and that of many other Dopers).
My ex-wife had TMJ. It wasn’t too bad. She wore a rubber band brace, which looked similar to a old fashion dental brace with the bands going behind the head, for quite a while. I don’t recall if it did any good. This was about 35 or so years ago.
Yep, she “clicked”. Sometimes when I’d go to kiss her, she’d do it just to bug me. That’s exactly why I divorced her.
That’s funny, my clicking was described as ‘gross’ by a guy when breaking up with me. Too distracting during our meals. Of course, that wasn’t deliberate and I didn’t know it bothered him until the break-up. Doing things just to bug someone you love isn’t treating them like someone you love.
Everytime I swallow liquid I make an ‘aaahh’ noise. I can control it, but usually don’t bother.
That depends on the circumstances. She was playing.
I was kidding about the reason we divorced.
I would’ve put a winky, but ChiefScott scared me with his sig. 
Oops!
My adult daughter does that, as does her daughter.
Is it even possible to eat ramen quietly?
Apart from unavoidable noises (such as when eating ramen), I do my level best to eat quietly. I don’t vocalize anything, I keep my mouth closed, and as far as I know I’m not a loud swallower. I suppose because of this it bothers me when I’m around loud eaters in whatever form they take.
Gosh no. If I ever did it ended the day I ate with one coworker. I honestly can’t even remember who he was but I have an awful, repressed recollection of him licking his fingers, smacking his food and just becoming so engrossed in the whole masticatory experience that I was completely repulsed by the entire encounter and looked upon him in brutal horror as he turned a serving of meat into a ravaged carcass.
So no, I most definately do not and I encourage my charges to show a similar consideration.
I don’t slurp, chew loudly, belch, fart, or wheeze. OK, maybe I’ll slurp soup, but only when I’m alone.
If I’m with others, I might vocalize my satisfation. I only do that when alone if what I’m eating is surprisingly yummy.
I don’t, and I get kinda grossed out when others do it. I even get grossed out by “normal” eating sounds like swallowing if I pay attention to them.
I do when I eat somtam, which is a very spicy Thai papaya sald. Good stuff, but it literally sounds like I’m dying when I eat it, it burns so much. For this reason, I almost always have it in the privacy of my own home and rarely out in public.
I once told a roommate that she ate with her mouth open and it was grossing me out. First she claimed that I was lying and she would never do such a thing. Then she avoided me and didn’t talk to me until she moved out three months later. It was the best three months EVER because I didn’t have to hear her smacking her lips while she ate her lunch anymore.
And no, I don’t make noises when I eat.
Also, nobody touches my stuff…I catch somebody touching my stuff…I kill ya.
I originally meant sounds of pleasure, but this is really fun(ny). 
Nzinga’s post reminded me of this.
Got me to wondering: Could a Marine and an Airman ever co-exist. :eek:
Hey! There’s a tv show in there!
Amen. My hatred of food noises is intense, and I pride myself on being able to eat almost anything completely silently. Why can’t others do the same? It isn’t that difficult? If I ever kill someone it will be because they were chomping, slurping, or making other disgusting noises while eating.
You’re proud of being a quiet eater? In what other ways do you want everyone to be just like you?
For one thing, I hear very little of any noises of the magnitude as you and A D describe.
But on the rare occasion I do hear such sounds, I’m proud that I’m able to diminish it to what it is.
I sure hope you folks don’t develope ulcers from all the unresolved stress. And I hope you find some peace.
mangeorge
Do I make yummy noises? I did tonight, mangeorge, old pal. As a reward for faithful dog and cat sitting, my awesome friend bought me some awesome groceries. So I had pasta with chicken breast, sundried tomatoes, red bell pepper, & asiago cheese. And an artichoke. I looooooooooooooove artichokes! And, I had a heart-stoppingly good wine that I got at the grocery outlet for $3.99!
Yes, mangeorge, God is good. Life is sometimes yummy. And many of the best yummy things are noisy. Wink.
Those aren’t yummy sounds, that’s just you trying to pronounce it.