Afterwards he combed his head with an Almain comb, which is the four fingers and the thumb.

For his preceptor said that to comb himself otherwise, to wash and make himself neat, was to lose time in this world.

Then he dunged, pissed, spewed, belched, cracked, yawned, spitted, coughed, yexed, sneezed and snotted himself like an archdeacon, and, to suppress the dew and bad air, went to breakfast, having some good fried tripes, fair rashers on the coals, excellent gammons of bacon, store of fine minced meat, and a great deal of sippet brewis, made up of the fat of the beef-pot, laid upon bread, cheese, and chopped parsley strewed together.

Ponocrates showed him that he ought not to eat so soon after rising out of his bed, unless he had performed some exercise beforehand.
Gargantua answered, What! have not I sufficiently well exercised myself?
I have wallowed and rolled myself six or seven turns in my bed before I rose.
Is not that enough?
Pope Alexander did so, by the advice of a Jew his physician, and lived till his dying day in despite of his enemies.

My first masters have used me to it, saying that to breakfast made a good memory, and therefore they drank first.