Cuppa Tea with Trenton Babbage

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Now Trenton dear Cabbage, you will have to share it, not only because of your multiple personalities, but also because there are three cups. They are empty to avoid spills in transit, so you will have to fill them with colour yourself, on arrival.

I would suggest passing a cup with a sugar cube to dear PouringMyArtOut, just because. And try not to jump up and down too much when telling him I want to buy his book.

This is a special blend, commissioned by the newly appointed High Tea Officer Chris Thomas who will question you all about your Happiness in a way you’ve never been questioned before. At least not by anyone other than random Clinical Psychologists. Or the Happy-Pill-dispensing lurking Psychiatrist…

Here is a small version to easily package and spill on friends’ blogs, as you can see it is already full.

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(Pass it around carefully!)

Please do be so kind to direct me to the place where I can buy PMAO Arthur Browne’s eminent e-book… at the Edge of Everywhere is a large area to go searching for checkout counters…

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126 thoughts on “Cuppa Tea with Trenton Babbage

    1. Another flying cup of bottomless tea zooms off into the blogosphere…! Did it arrive safely Trenton and Lindsay? I would love for Trenton Babbage to see your video… I am about to watch it and am prepared to shed tears. What a wonderful couple of kids you are!

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  1. What the devil is going on!? I come home after a hard day’s herding of my errant anus to find cups of tea and none for me!! I’m as thirsty a tunic full of cheese!!
    What is all this happiness questionnairating?! It is some alien conspiracy is it, where I wake up to someone probing my cabbage herd?!
    I demands and explanational?!
    Is this your doing sear dister?!
    Tango Bravo Echo: sign nothing until Wildred Bramble arrives!!

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    1. That big cup is for you, dear brother! Trenton, dare I call him my friend… had an identical cup, virtually… actually he had made a delicious brew. The special thing about the big cup, is that it never runs out. And it replicates, so people around the world can drink it at the same time with no germs! Please leave the cheese in the fridge, we’ll put it in that grilled sandwich around midnight! Have you been introduced? Chris — Chris, Chris… Chris! And we all know Trenton.. who on WordPress doesn’t? πŸ˜‰

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      1. I don’t think we’ve met Chris?! how are you? I’m fine fank you, you? Yes, fanks, peachy keen! What do you do for a living, Chris? I work for a for the firm as yak developer. Reeeaaallly, Chris? So do I! Well, it be a small world afterall. It be!
        Heeheee
        I know no Trenton! I know Tango. is he similar in stature and rotundnessness?
        I’m sooooo looking forward to our cheese toastie session!! YEAH!!

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      2. weird!? how bloody rude!
        I’m as grey as they come!
        I have no particularly odd thoughts about humans or yaks!
        I would one be seen on your blogeration for the nation?

        I’m smashing!
        You?

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      3. Take my follow and a deep bow for my unconsciously spoken words and let’s start again with some tea because I am feeling weird now πŸ™‚ how are you? What can you tell me about yaks? My uncle is a farmer πŸ™‚

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      4. I take your follow and see it with one of mine own!! I thunk that be a full hoose!
        I take mine strong and sweet like my women!
        Yaks are one of my strongest subjects! please watch http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rLHkKqn06BA to find out more! It would save my carpal tunnel!
        Is he a Yak farmer or a farmer of board games?! If the latter I need to pick his brains of harvesting cluedo. My boards always perish long before harvest time!

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    2. Dearest Charlie Papa Sierra India November Golf Lima Echo Tango Oscar November Esq:

      Wilfred Bramble is stuck in dreadful traffic – by ‘traffic’ of course I mean ‘toilet’; and by ‘dreadful’ of course I mean ‘his’ – but he has plenty of cheese to keep him alive, and I have spoken to him on the telephone, and met his sister; charming lady, crochets hammocks you know?

      Is you anus causing you trouble?There is a song one can sing to calm a cabbage down if so.

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      1. Dear Tango Bravo Echo and Wilder-Sis,

        He is a very practical man, ar Wilfred. I keeps a little refrigerator full of cheese and marmite by the bathroom cabintet in case of such emergencies.
        Pray, what be this song?
        Is it by the late, great Black Lace?
        I would love a cuppa!! I’m so thirsty that my mouth is pronouncing the crustacean with an L!!

        Many bush-pineapples

        CpSingleton

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      2. Dearest Charlie Papa Sierra India November Golf Lima Echo Tango Oscar November Esq:

        I bow to your cheese and marmite bathroom survival kit…if only because it’s just invaded and I need time to organise a proper revolt rather than just stand up to it as a singleton – no disrespect – so I’m just towing the line until the time is right.

        The song is Holidays in the Sun…the clue is in the video…agadon’t mention black lace again please…just don’t.

        Every crustacean is pronounced with an L…I don’t see the issue.

        Many issues

        Trenton Babbage

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      3. Dear Tango Bravo Echo,

        I fear that my toilet is revolting any who, so tread carefully.
        The BL band are a staple diet for any yorkshire man, as is Rita, Sue and Bob Too. My apologies for pain caused.

        Many gang bangs against the wall,

        CpSingleton

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      4. Searest dister! Thou ast ne’er heard of the Coop?! Blessed be to them’s up the high places! The Cooperative?!
        Oh, dear blimey no!!
        It is world famous here in the uk!!
        It be a magic shop that sells groceries of all description!
        Even pasties pass their grubby doorways! Yes indeedy-oh!!

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      5. Oh hee hee, a bit like Wal-Mart in America?
        We don’t really have such a thing here in Kiwi-land. Closest thing is probably The Warehouse, or various supermarket chains. Is it worse than death and imprisonment!?? πŸ˜‰ Fluorescent lights and checkout beep..blip..beep..beeep…

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    1. I have bought your book dear man, and must run… there are lots of comments waiting for me when I come back so I will feel happy about returning home πŸ™‚
      Looking forward to reading the first page… sometimes that’s all I read for a month before getting to page 2 over a cold cup of tea… Have a lovely clean and elegant afternoon πŸ™‚ (Or English equivalent) ((IF you are in England… oick.. confuzzled again.. seeyouuuu!)

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      1. America invented the artificial flavor. There is an underground lab where guys in white coats mix chemicals. Ever once in a while, one of them turns to the guy next to him, offers a small spoon of white crystals, and asks: “Does this taste like strawberry to you?”…

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    1. It works! πŸ˜€ (*Beam*)
      Now about that e-book… I thought you would never turn up. Did you want one last chance to talk me into it before I buy it? I am only one click away… last chance… do your darnedest..

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      1. I would never use my incredible ability to sweet talk people to further my own agenda in such a shallow way. I will only say that the book is amusing… and that there are three more already written and waiting to be published as soon as I pay off my editor. And that having a copy of my book in New Zealand would be awesome… there is one or two in England and one in Poland… and that it is cheaper to get the e-version than the dead tree one… and… please… I guess please would be okay…

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      2. Your please is so endearing! I am glad I already bought it though.. I don’t like the begging…. So very nice that you are not the cudgelling type. (Buy it! Clobber! Buy it! Clonk!) tee hee. I will read page one when I finish my typing…

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      3. Now are you not married? Or am I confusing you with someone else? All arty, shy and complex… with a please…
        More tea? Or are you keen on spit-roasted wild boar and mead wine?

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      4. I am not surprised πŸ™‚
        Hey, I hope you are not sensitive about this or anything – I won’t be visiting you at your blog.. till you know… the topic.. well.. I just can’t come over..
        I will read your book though… it is not of the same nature as the.. .errr… current posts? (blush)

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      5. No… I have a lot going on this weekend and all this going in different directions confused me. I love your enthusiasm. I love your spirit. I love the fact that you think I am interesting. Get back over here and give me a hug.

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  2. Your tea is divine WilderSoul! I love what you and Chris Thomas have done with it; will he make me happy with his questions or is he looking for ways to increase his own stock? or both? or neither? is ‘stock’ the collective noun for happiness? is there a collective noun for happiness? should there be? I’m thinking that none of these questions would be included in a happiness questionnaire…?

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    1. I must testify that I feel happier already, in at least three different ways, actually closer to 10 times of distinct happy glows and thoughts directed towards happiness since I first set eyes on his Happiness questionnaire thingy. It has got to be an ecstasy of Happiness, surely, as a collective noun? Or perhaps a mere bliss of happinesses? I am glad you liked the tea, especially as you filled the cup yourself… I’ll have what you’re having!

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      1. I don’t know that collective nouns have any relevance to what they are collectivating…did you know for instance that the collective noun for the cabbage is anus?

        But that won’t keep me from reading the questions; I am the happiest man on the planet so I like a challenge!

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      2. Still laughing out loud, ouch my stomach hurts… is this how behindthemaskofabuse lost an eye???!!

        I am not googling to check the collective nouns of cabbages, especially considering how many of them are traipsing through your garden!

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    2. Hey Trenton Babbage Enterprises,
      I will try to make you happy but you know, only you can make yourself really happy πŸ™‚ So I can provide you with the tools but it is up to you to use it. I would appreciate it very much if you joined my Remember Happiness Today daily question series with some thoughtful/funny answers like your anus one πŸ˜‰ http://gammagamification.wordpress.com/2013/09/25/remember-happiness-today-day-04/
      Have a great day and thanks for loving what we are doing πŸ™‚
      Chris

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      1. Hey Chris Thomas

        Only I can make myself really happy? Sounds a bit like a cop-out to me but I’m willing to give it a go. And my anus may be funny to you, but it serves to prevent a very real and present danger.

        That said; I’m on my way!

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