“Tastes like a drunken diabetic's piss,' agreed Wednesday. 'I hate the stuff.”
“I hate that stuff. It tastes like feet."At that he smiled. "How would you know what feet taste like?""I just know.”
“I brought you some coffee.” he held out the cup but she waved it away.“I hate that stuff. It tastes like feet.”At that he smiled. “How would you know what feet taste like?”“I just know.”-Luke and Clary, pg.209-”
“I have drunken deep of joy,And I will taste no other wine tonight.”
“To me, beer tastes like piss. Maybe that's why I only enjoy it in the shower with my uncle.”
“It’s been raining outside and I feel like a sad poet, hating my imagination pissing on the roof.”