If your wedding has one of those phones where you can “leave a voicemail for the couple”, I will be playing the entirety of one of the flight 93 9/11 voicemails for it. That is a fact.
My kink is when you're eating a pint of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream and your spoon hits a massive boulder of cookie dough that you then pry out like an archaeologist on the dig of a lifetime