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In this task, you are given a Reddit post as a text. Your task is to generate a short summary for this text. The summary must include a situation which caused humor. The summary should be one or two sentences long.
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Text: so last night i was out with the boys and the girls after work, living with y parents, and i'm in university. now don't judge but i have a curfew, and forgot to tell the home-dwellers that i was out, so i call around 1 to tell them i'll be home at 2, here's how the call with my mom goes. 

"hey i'll be home by 2, sound good?"
"alright, take out the garbage when you come in"
"sounds go-buuuuurrrrrpppppp"
"what was that?"
"what was what?"
"did you just burp?"
"maybe. i cant hold that in"
"never do that, it's extremely rude"
then she hangs up, no bye or anything. 

i laugh it off, get home by 2, then this morning i'm eating before i go to class. she gets up, comes to tell me that living in this house is a privilege, and that she won't be letting anyone disrespectful live under her roof, and that i had until the end if the month to move out.
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i burped on the phone with my mom and now have 5 courses, 2 jobs, and 2 weeks to find a house. did i mention i'm a minor? yeah. it's an awesome situation.


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Text: like a genuine tifu, this happened today. 

so i had come home from college to visit my family, and for my first night home they took me out to get some drinks. afterwards, we went to a bakery/restaurant to sit down and munch on some pastries and sip some coffee. as we sat down, a few tables over i saw this girl i knew from high school, who i'll refer to as shirley. i don't know shirley that well, but one of my best friends, zack, always had a huge crush on her. by the looks of it, shirley was out on a date with this pretentious-looking guy whose three-piece silk suit in a casual restaurant and smug resting face set off my internal douchedetector®. imagine an albino draco malfoy. (yes, malfoy was pretty albino-looking already, but try upping the albino factor for this guy by like ten when you picture him). i began texting zack, trying to describe this hilarious-looking person for whom the love of his life had now fallen for. remember those drinks from before? with clouded judgement, i decided i would try to covertly snap a pic of the two with my phone.  i discreetly position myself for the best-angled shot..subjects in range--ready, aim....*flash*.  the flash of my camera pierced through the cosy, dim lighting of the restaurant in a blinding ray of regret cast on the two unsuspecting lovers.  i tried to quickly conceal my phone, but the flash brightly slipped through my scrambling fingers. mortified, i look up to see malfoy's smug glance, now a baffled-smug glance, and shirley's baffled glance pointed at me, then each other, then an exchange, though inaudible, that was surely to the effect of, "fucking creep. let's leave." and so they did. at least we got a laugh from it: http://i.imgur.com/zfic8m3.jpg
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tried to secretly snap a pic of a couple in a restaurant for a friend and my camera flash gave me away.


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Text: so last friday night i accidentally spilt some ginger ale in my room which is in the basement. i didn't think i spilt a lot at all maybe 100ml... so i just took a couple paper towels and wiped it off the carpet. once i half assed the clean up job i left the wet paper towels on my bed side table like only the realest of the real lazy people would do... 

ah saturdayssssss finallyyyyy i get to sleep in... (i usually get up around 8-10am on weekends). but this day i decided to just stay in bed til 3pm.. so i finally drag my ass out of bed to go to the bathroom and i come back and notice my little $9 ikea table swarming out of the paper towels with these brown/red ants... fuck.... adrenaline starts rushing as i'm trying to figure out what the hell i am supposed to do when there's a whole colony of ants breeding inside a paper towel a foot away from where i just spent the past 12 hours being a lazy fuck. 

after a slight anxiety attack i grabbed a grocery bag and dusted the paper towel into the bag and ran it out side to the garbage. next thing i did was vacuum the whole basement/the rest of the ants. proceeded to set up some dollarama ant traps and called it a day. 

later that night i come home from a bbq and there is still more ants on the damn bedside table as if they were expecting the fucking fountain of youth to be up there or some shit..idk... i just squashed them all and called it a day again. 

day 2 since the bedside table invasion and the ants still climb the fucking little table and search for more ginger ale or something.. then i realized that i'm an idiot and i need to wipe the table with disinfectant wipes. problem solved right?? 

nope

these fuckers still climb the great white ikea table searching for answers to their fucking lives. now when they see me they jump off the top of the table onto the carpet and run for the floor boards. what the fuck have i done??

i'm in a war against a fuckin ant colony now and they are getting smarter each and every day. 

lesson learned, clean up after yourself and don't leave garbage sitting around.. especially where you sleep and especially in a basement. 
 
(p.s. if you vacuum ants up.. empty the vacuum after because they will find a way to ruin your life)
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spilt ginger ale, left wet paper towels on bedside table, they (the ants) came, they saw, they conquered.


