Competition | Zeebzeebs Cork Coasters

It’s hard to say why,
I prefer the tea,
But if i try,
It’s plain to see,

Coffee’s pong’s beautiful,
But it tastes bovine,
Tea’s whiff’s neutral,
And it tastes divine..

I love coffee and tea mixed together! I tastes a bit like gravy or bovril.

Herbal tea with generous dollops of sugar or honey

“Jesus siempre puso en hecho todos sus sermones / para tomar cafe es pecado dicen los Mormones!”—song lyric from Ricardo Arjona (a Guatemalan singer)

And yes, I’m LDS.

I dont like either, but if I was abandoned on a far away island with one of the 2 to drink, Im sure the id be up for getting the maximum buzz from coffee. That way those lonely days could be filled with me manically dashing round the island painting faces on rocks in an attempt to create my own family. Seaweed hair and palm leaf hands abound…

mimic

i like tea. starbucks confuses me.

gotta be tea - how can mokeys be wrong

Coffee.
I’m a parent of a three year old and a six year old.
The term daily due is quite apt for coffee.

Make some coffee…
with milk and stuff.....then plonk a tea bag in.

I’ve actually tried it and i think it’s suprisingly yummy once you get the balance* right. Havent thought of a name for it…

Cofftea......or just coffee tea

*depends how much of what you like more..

**dont forget to take teabag out..

well I hope you can understand me, cause I speak spanish. I have problems speaking english, but I want so much the price that Im going to make an effort, well at least I’ll try.
the truth is that i dont like coffee neither tea, but if i have to choose, I prefer tea, cause I think coffee is more like an “adult” thing, and drinking tea is more like a “relax” thing, you can drink tea with your friends, in a relax area and still dont look like an adult. Besides all that I think tea tastes better than coffee jaja.

Coffee sounds like toffee, and that stuff gets stuck in your teeth, so just for this time i guess ill have to choose tea (oh, and because you can dunk your jaffa cakes in tea aswell.)

Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee. Coffee.

Just hook it to my veins…

coffee is the place to be, cause if you drink it, it becomes a place, a town, a city, your whole life.... hmmmmmmmmmmmm.........

teas pish....

tea,

cos it goes better with poo-on-toast

Thouth I’d post here cause everyone else was and it looked fun…

it wasn’t.

Drugs are for mugs
Mugs are for coffee
And coffee keeps me up all nite

two things ..... tea & biscuits.

coffee is best because you can add whiskey, which can only be a good thing.

tea,like wee, is pissy
coffee, when strong, aint sissy
Im no girly man
with a cup in my hand
And the stain on my rug’s kinda pretty.

tho addictd to neither
i’d say that i’d rather
drink tea to besettle
my tummy

but coffee is yummy
especially when gummy
and served in wee cups
by my mother (in-law)

I like Tea 2 Suger, because that all the work experience girl can make!

Tea v. Coffee, Rich v. Raw, Abundance v. Simplicity.
I choose an abundance of wealth, Tea.
Do you pity the fool who drinks Tea, Mr.T?

the rest is just subtext.
[Tea v. Coffee:

Tea, oh my, it would take days describing this wondrous liquidy substance. There is are many fine points to the art of Tea, but here are ones that have been highlighted for your enlightenment. It can be: spelled as ‘T’, used in jokes with Mr. T (ie: i pity da fool who drank my T), and usually is drunk with pinky up, and the wonderful tea cozy that accomapanies it.

And now, coffee, would be defined in my mind as a raw power drink that fuels the world one cup at a time.  What more can be said about this multi-moniker’d beverage?]

absolutely tea, no coffee…
tea in the morning...hmmm...bit sugar..
with sunset..perfect blend..
pick tea!!..no coffee..it’s just me..

being a badger, I’d rather have a pint of maltesers.

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i like tea.

I like tea leaves on the bottom of my cup! I squeeze them, and squeeze them, and squeeze them!

coffee-I had an ex-boyfriend who drank tea all day long
he was very dull

coffee:

induces my morning poo &
gives me something to do
when some gruesome lech
suggests a date and I would rather wretch.

when you’re eyeballs burn
and you start to gurn,
you know just what to do:
guzzle some coffee,
slurp the brown,
fill up the Bodum
and neck it down!

Then comes the twitching
and the incessant itching,
eyes start bulging
and teeth are grinding

“ A gruesome sight? “

I think you’re right…

wired and fired, ready to fight
invincible, robotic; no sleep at night.

So bring it on, gimme another pint
and make it fairtrade or I’ll f****n leap over that there counter and I’ll rant and I’ll rave like a loon because I’m hooked on the brown stuff, I’m wired, I’m on edge, I can fly.........

ooh i luv a brew me
tea not coffee
coronation street
and a place to rest me feet
kettles on again
in the ad breaks
national grid
overload
more tea n’ cakes?

Coffee.  I work at starbucks as a Barister: The local legal drug dealer.
Come to me then 4koffe.

Coffee sat, straight and rigid in his mug, staring at the ceiling. He sat here most days at a similar time, staring at the browning water spots above him, pondering, waiting, hoping, questions running through his mind.

Would Cream come over to play today?
What about Sugar? He certainly hadn’t seen her in a while.

These thoughts of friends and playmates were interrupted, however, by a new and precious aroma. Lighter and fruitier than his own musk, it wafted across the lip of his mug and tantalized him. He longed to know who or what was making this luscious fragrance when he sensed a heat, much like his own, strong, yet also supine and yeilding, which alerted him to his own dwindling caloric advantage. A chill filled his beans and he stuttered:

“Who...who’s there?”

No answer. The warmth and aroma left. He cried out:

“Who are you and where have you gone?!”

The heat returned and he felt rejuvinated, the smell again dwindled over his mug and he wanted to leap for joy. The air was heavy with a heady caffeinated glow and tears came to his eyes. He yelled as loud as he could:

“Please talk to me! Are you another Coffee? I’ve never met another!”

A small, concise voice responded:

“I’m Tea. Pleased to meet you, Coffee.”

Tea? What was a Tea? Who was a Tea? And where was the Creator, Bringer of the Warm Waters, for whom Coffee would be glad to sacrifice his life? Everything was very puzzling, and made even worse by this alluring stranger.

But the warmth had left again, and when it returned it was much depleted. Coffee recognized the feeling as similar to how he felt after giving much of himself to the Creator. He spoke:

“Tea, do you know the Creator?”

“Yes,” the small voice responded feebly. “He loves me very much.”

“But does He not love me?!” Coffee blurted and threw himself against the walls of his mug, now more a prison to the battered beverage. “Where are Cream and Sugar, my playmates? Where is the Creator?”

“Sugar? She is here with me. And...yes Milk? Yes, Milk says that Cream is fine. We are all here with the Creator. He Who Brings the Warm Waters is close at hand, do not worry.”

“But what of me? Where is the Creator? I must speak with him!” And again, Coffee threw himself his mug, and watched in horror as pieces of him rose up against the wall and flew over the lip of the mug. A cold ache settled into his being as he felt the spoonful of himself land against the cold and harsh tabletop.

A loud squeak resonated underneath him and the dwindling warmth next to him left again. The ache deepened, burrowing further and further into him. The Creator had left him, and now he would waste himself. If the Creator would not partake of his being, then there would be no being from which to partake.

Coffee threw himself against his mug again and again, watching helplessly as great amounts of him sloshed out onto the tabletop and regions beyond. Then he heard something: the Waters sounded in the distance, a promise of better things to come! But it was too late, for most of his being was already wasted and gone, spread across the table and the floor. These bits retained every feeling as they fell and splashed and chilled unused and rejected, and Coffee became cold and bitter to his very core.

The warmth and aroma returned to the holocaust. Coffee had tipped over his mug and spilled across the table and floor. He smiled inside as he communed with Tea’s remaining heat, and Tea cried at feeling the coldness beside her, having lost her only true companion.

Then the Creator finished off the last of her. He set down her cup and took the damp cloth he held in his hand to the table, wiping up the cold remnants of His first creation that morning, Coffee. Had He known the world he had brought into existence and subsequently extinguished, He may have shed a tear, but He only knew that this was more of a Tea morning, where others were Coffee mornings. He loved Coffee and Tea equally, and had only made Coffee out of habit.

Cuz T(ea) is too hard to do in smileys’, slurp slurp

& cuz you do fine doodles on my friends KT’s (endfile) sneakers

when it comes to night-time…

the sun has gone to bed…

i drink a thousand cups of tea…

and get completely out my head!!

coffee for me. Served fresh in my Obi wan/Ewan mgregor mug every day. Also, try changing your tea/coffee setup to two sugars and milk. That way when someone asks for how you have it, you can say ‘Two with moo please’ and be the envy of your friends.

‘T’ is the coolest place in the alphabet and the bestest drink.
why?
because it’s after ‘S’
and before ‘U’
wot?
you have ‘T’ after ‘S’ex, you know post coitel and before ‘U’, like lets do it again iv’e got the energy to go another round.
Oh… OK, like now then?
Yeah…
‘T’ is the coolest place in the alphabet and the bestest drink.
Yeah…

i like tea, i drink tea quite often, more than 3 times a day, im told that tea is good for the skin but someone else said it gives you cancer? so i’m not sure if i should drink it anymore, my grandad drinks tea and he’s got a suntan but he hasnt been in the sun, i’m not sure about cofee because its like tea’s dad isn’t it i thought it was really powerful but i drink it sometimes because i like the taste but i only drink it a bit and when i do its a lot and that makes me go crazy and then i have to drink a cup of tea to calm down but that makes me get cancer. i think. so i dont like coffee because it smells like when i used to get in trouble at school and the teacher had yellow teeth and bad breath and not yellow skin which means they didnt drink tea.  i like Tetleys tea becuase the packet doesn’t look so crappy as the yorkshire tea that reminds me of worthers original that reminds me of cheese and i don’t like cheese.  but i do like the taste of yorkshire stuff, i like the tea. but not on a large scale as i dont know if i like tea and coffee, i think i’ve drunk too much coffee, but i heard that everything gives you cancer so i like the taste of tea better anyway. I LIKE TEA!!!!

mr t wins.

“i ain’t going to no starbucks fool”

tea is clean inside (+)

I drink a coffee in the morning so i have the energy to get through another day of the dreaded droning dinosaur of a design company i work at.  Tea just doesnt cut it in helping me through this most terrible of activities though it cannot be beat in the summertime after a spliff and a skip through the woods.
One for coffee from New Zealand

Gimme a T
(cheers 1 sugar wiv milk)
Gimme an E
(mmm)
Gimme an A
(aye?)
TEA
YUM YUM YUM

Bovril!................What was the question?

Depends which mug is halve full or halve empty.

Popping the foil seal of a new jar of coffeeeeee is good and ttttt for two is also good.  I can’t decide between the two it’s like asking someone to choose their favourite kid (it’s never the middle child).  They both have their pros and cons and can be drank hot or cold...but none would work without good h2o-now there is the king of drinks, good ole water and it doesn’t give you cancer either unless you prefer the salty sea stuff.

psh! are you kidding tea is way better and i will tell you why in the following way:  ^+=~A STORY~=+^

Once upon a time there was a penguin this penguin was a green one (wich was odd.) And this penguin was a chef and a very experamental one at that. Now this was a time of CAFFINE! Now as you can imagine coffee was the most popular drink pretty much, but this green penguin just didnt like coffee! (although he did love the effect it gave to him) so one day this penguin was taking a walk and he found some strange leaves so he tasted them and he realized they were WAAAY too strong but he was intriuged none the less. So he came home that night and started experamenting with those leaves and (as you can probably imagine) he decided to boil them *and the rest is history*

and thats why i like tea better, CAUSE A PENGUIN MADE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Realy good site!

I approach this query alphabetically;
C is for Coffee
T is for Tea
Therefore the obvious answer is COFFEE.

To quote the inkspots:

I love java sweet and hot, 
Whoops, Mister Moto, I’m a coffee pot 
Shoot me the pot, and I’ll pour me a shot, 
A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, a cup! 

I love coffee, I love tea, 
I love the Java Jive and it loves me 
Coffee and tea and the java and me, 
A cup, a cup, a cup, a cup, a cup! 

Ahhh.

Coffee........coffee......coffee...coffee.cofee coffee coffee coffee coffee coffee coffee!  I like, I need COFFEE!

See, here in the U.S. the barbarians make tea with a bag, in a cup, and let it STEEP on the desk.  All of that waiting for the tea to steep would require the tea cup to cover up the cool zeebzeeb cork coaster for a lot longer than the coffee mug would. And if someone, say that snooty Jean from the other office, stopped by my desk while the teacup was steeping she might not say, “Where did you get that interesting coaster?” And then I could never respond, “You mean you’ve never been to www.johnburgerman.com? He’s British you know.” Naturally, I would say it in a superior way that demonstrated to all within earshot her appalling lack of good taste and immediately open my browser to your fine website. Then, all of the nosy folks around me would be clicking to it too, because they are so into conformity they would want to seem cutting edge and “in the know.”
So for that reason alone, I’ve gotta go with COFFEE.  AND, find some more interesting collegues.
Love the coasters sir.

i like coffee thick as gravy

clouds of steam drift wavy,wavy

warms my tiny finger puppets

that i wear to share my crumpets

lions, tigers bears and rabbits

compliment my caffine habit.

Tea.

It’s the only redeemable thing about Brits…

Besides,

Coffee gives you bad breath.

Like a man with low morals, I can’t commit to just one. 
Tea can soothe a mean headache, but coffee’s just fun! 

I brew a dark cup in the morning, topped with sugary cream,
and I’m like the offensive line on a football team. 

I am my boss’s momentum – he works me till I crash
(but that’s the purpose of having an Excedrin stash). 

I go home still wide-awake, but with nothing to do. 
I’d stay up on all work nights until 1 or 2

if not for flowers of chamomile that help me unwind. 
I dress in pajamas for sleepy-tea time!