Greetings my fellow single cell amoebas

Greetings, live long and prosper. Now on to the big boi stuff. Santa's Clause has tired of awe this snow shit, year after year. Wants a super rail express , lighter than heir and faster than bull shit takes to fertilize. Todays point is, look, look over there! I went fishing for a consensus and came back with these lousy filler. They look reel, but I didn't use any bait. They were gasping for air and still running their fucking mouths. I thought to myself, if I don't interject here. They'll walk awe the weigh to the one weigh ticket. What's goin on, what's goin on. I'll tell you what's goin on! Write On...