Jack has been awake for just about an hour and this is what he has needed so far:
I need to fly.
I need to go downstairs.
I need toast.
I need an egg.
I need to wipe my hands.
I need a wipe.
I need to get down.
I need coffee.
I need to watch Mater.
I need a stick.
Jeff and I serve at the pleasure of the Boy.
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