GM Mfer

A mfer is dreaming of a nice walk past the city park on a warm summer morning. The only sound that can be heard before the city wakes is the song of birds. Along the way, he sees a little bird mfer on a tree branch, and puts out his arms to pet it. "GM!" says the mfer, the bird replied "Shhhh! I'm Sartoshi, I transformed into this bird mfer! I was never on Twitter, I AM TWITTER"... Mfer was cobsmacked.