“There are only two mantras, yum and yuck, mine is yum.”
“Yikes. Yahoo. Yum.”
“Kettle thingies. Yum.”
“Michael was still an enigma, wrapped in a riddle, coated in yum. Only now the enigma was a little less mysterious; I was a few clues closer to solving the riddle - but damn, that man would always be coated in yum.”
“I haven’t entirely adjusted to the whole yum, blood, yum aspect of being a vampire. My body wants it, but my head is still like, Ew, that is BLOOD, time to faint.”
“Toasted tobacco, no additives,' I said. 'Yum. Tastes like childhood.”