The speaker's foot is swollen and orange-yellow after a suspected spider bite in their boot. They're nervous about a ceremony starting today that they've been waiting for since May, describing a deep hunger for it.
I don't know what the hell happened, but looks like I've got a clubfoot now. Look, it's all orange and yellow and swollen and painful as hell. I think I put my foot in my boot, got bit by a spider. Bloody spiders, I've had a run of them. Look, hopefully they're not laying eggs underneath the surface and one will jump out like a fucking predator. This is what you do if you get one of those warnings for your phone about the heat, which happens like every time you charge your phone. Absolutely brilliant way to get the phone charged. Starting today, just got the nod. A couple of my young brothers went out and, uh, I'm nervous. I didn't realize how nervous I was. I, I was talking to Mel and I think like I've been waiting since May, but, but then I got to thinking maybe I've been waiting longer than that. Maybe this has been one of those things that in my soul I've been just Hungry for, for just since forever. So it starts, eh? Ceremony, the unknown.
