"Good morning" joke

Morning. Uh, just to help you cope until you wake up:
Feet. They are the frayed bits at the end of your legs. They go on the floor.
Hands. Also frayed, but somewhat different. Let's see, how do we sort this one? I know; stand up. Can you touch the floor with your nose without falling? Right, in that case your hands and feet are mixed up. Pick your hands up _after_ you've put your feet on the floor. Glad we've got that sorted. Now your hands will come in handy (just my little pun) for all sorts of things. Lifting your nightie so you don't pee on the hem. Holding the kettle under the tap while you try to remember what you are doing. Closing the curtains before the sunlight burns out your retinas. The main use for hands is to fend off any walls, doors, hatstands, or other predators which will attack without notice.
Ears. Best left off until you are fully awake. Nothing will sound right, and you'll spend far too much time worrying about the ominous creak which is in fact a wind-up alarm clock three blocks away.
Nose. Doesn't work. Probably just as well, as you now have to go to the bathroom to make smells.
Eyes. Enable you to perform rudimentary tasks like steering (almost) round the open door, and checking whether the - too late - seat is down.
Okay, now we are going to deal with some of the more technical aspects of morning. Remember I said something about a kettle? You don't? No, of course not, you haven't woken up yet. Sorry. Right, kitchen, now! Can you see the sink? Stainless steel, perfect for reflecting the sunlaaargh shut the curtains quick. Don't worry, it was a very brief exposure, no permanent damage.
Where were we? Oh yes, the sink. At the moment it's probably a black spot. Somewhere near that black spot is a kettle. White plastic, about 12 inches tall, handle on one side, spout opposite, and a lid on top which will resist all efforts to remove it until it is positioned just right to soak you. Yes, just like that. Now fill it up again. Half way. No problem, just pour some out again. Don't worry, just keep trying until you get it about halfway, up or down doesn't matter. I'll wait. Right, set it down on its base and turn it on. No, no, I didn't mean with terms of endearment or caresses. Somewhere near the handle is a switch. Keep looking for it until you hear a click. Fine, by the time you've done everything else the water will be ready.
Tricky bit, now. For this next stage you will need to find several items. First, a donut. Well, torus, anyway. You've found one? Good. Hold it up to the light. If you can see through the hole eat it, if your fingers are in the hole it's a cup. Of course, if you've just poured brown liquid down your front it's last night's cup.
Next, a spoon. Teaspoon, to be precise. No, I don't know why it should be called a teaspoon when you are going to use it to make coffee. Let's see... Remember when you were little, when you were sick Mummy used to give you medicine to... Yes, it tasted absolutely disgusting. No, that's not why we want it now. Just trust me on this, please. It's for your own good. Your Mummy used to say that too, did she? Forget the spoon.
Now we need some coffee. Have a hunt round until you find a jar marked "Nescafe." You can't focus yet? Not a problem. Take the lid off each jar in turn and sniff. You'll know the coffee when you find it. That's right, racing heart, eyes doing back flips, and half a dozen neurons have just fired up of their own free will. Now put some coffee into the cup. This would have ben a lot easier with the spoon, but... No, please, I didn't mean it. We can manage just fine without the spoon. put a little bit of coffee on the palm of your hand, a little heap in the centre. Now pour that into the cup. Well done.
Next, sugar. What's that, dear? No, I meant sugar, the stuff that makes things sweet. Yes, exactly like you, dear. To avoid further traumatisation I think we'll avoid the "S" word and do this the same way as the co