In this task, you are given a Reddit post as a text. Your task is to generate a title for this text. The title should start with "TIFU by", followed by a situation that caused humor. The title should contain 7-12 words, ideally.

Q: Text: obligatory "this didn't actually happen today" but happened a couple days ago.

i decided that since i've been changing the oil in one of our cars for awhile i should start doing the other as well, save a few dollars and all that. so bought oil, ordered oem filter, all set, ready to rumble. get under the car and look for oil pan, find it and get started.

i pop the plug and let it start draining, oil looked pretty clean but ok, whatever. let the oil drain for awhile and pull the filter to let it finish draining. put the plug back and ask my friend who was with me to fill 'er up, so he does. we check the oil level and it's super high, which is odd but maybe it just needs to settle. so i turn the car on and let it run for a minute, oil still reads really high. weird, but whatever.
hop in the car and start for autozone to turn in the old oil. as i turn to pull out of the driveway the back of the car shutters, odd.... decide to take it around the block to make sure everything is ok. every time we go around a corner the car shutters. go back and park, check oil level, still real high. maybe has too much oil? go pop the plug again and drain out what looks like the appropriate amount of new oil. check the oil level, still says overly full....

uh.... **mental light bulb** shit...

**start googling** "snoopytrb's make/model of car oil drain plug location"

turns out the oil pan is tucked up in a slot in the middle of the skid plate, the super obvious oil pan looking thing is actually, in fact, the transmission fluid reservoir. the reservoir which i successfully drained most of the 13 quarts out of via my two sessions of draining the "oil".

**more googling** naturally my car requires special transmission fluid that has to be pumped in because the fill spout is under the car. i guess it's off to the dealership the next morning.

we did go ahead and change the oil since we'd already gone through the trouble....

so the next day bright and early, just kidding, it was downpouring rain from thunderstorms that dropped 3 inches of rain over an hour, i called a tow truck and had the car towed to the dealership so they could fix it. they were nice enough to drive me to work where my wife picked me up that afternoon and went back over to retrieve my car, luckily there was no permanent damage besides the $600 hole in our bank account.

A: TIFU by changing my oil
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Q: Text: all of tuesday evening i had severe back pain which i put down to not lifting correctly. i stayed awake until early wednesday morning, playing games with a friend. the pain was spreading and getting worse and there was intense heat radiating all of my lower back. it's about 6 a.m. when me and my friend venture to the supermarket for bacon and paracetamol. i'm walking through the aisles in such agony, with my hands on my lower back as if i'm in labour, i'm sweating, dizzy and nauseous. get to the self-service checkout, everythings going around in circles and i pass out. come to and my friend drives me to hospital. 6 hours of waiting, blood tests, urine samples and an x-ray later, a surgeon comes to speak with me. he pushes around my stomach and back and informs me i'm constipated. after asking me a series of q's i realise i haven't had a 'normal' passing/frequeny of in at least 4 months. went home with anitbiotics for my kidneys, bought some laxatives and 3 days later i'm 4lbs lighter.

(to add to the embarrasment of being told this, i was given a backless gown for the x-ray but i was wearing no underwear...fortunately i was able to wear my male friends boxers...)

A: TIFU by being clogged
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Q: Text: i'm new to reddit and just discovered tifu and am just delighted to to join in on this most wonderful gathering of fuck ups. i don't know how many of mine i will post on here (are there rules about this?) but i'll start with one from a few years ago. and i would just like to say, it's good to be here.

so! i had just started seeing someone i had been crushing on, hard, for years (i'm a girl, he's a guy btw) - so when my relentless flirting and generally being really cool paid off and we started sleeping together i was over the moon.
it got to the point where he would come strait to mine after work when he finished late (he worked as a barman while doing his degree) and just get into my bed... - the dream.
i had perfected the 'i've been snoozing' natural make up look, spread books around me i totally had not read etc etc. was generally still trying to impress 100% of the time.
one night he was coming over, i'd been waiting in bed trying not to count the minutes till his arrival. when i heard him knock at the door i leapt out of bed to my bedroom window, which is directly above the front door and flung it open to check it was his pretty little head waiting down below.
this is where the fuck up happens:
my room is dimly lit by one small bedside lamp, and on the 2 step journey from my bed to the window, out the corner of my eye i spied a pair of racey knickers among my clothes (i have to say here that i'm not a really tidy person with my clothes and sometimes clean laundry gets mixed in with discarded dirty stuff and creates a kind of roulette laundry mountain)  in a total loved-up adrenaline fueled dick head maneuver i decided to be silly and sexy and scooped them up en route, in one swift, ill judged, motion. as i popped my head out of the window i sung a breezy 'oh hiii' and briefly dangled the knickers, like a toy to a baby, aloft my head before releasing them from my fingertips and letting them flutter 'sexily' down onto his beautiful upturned face.          
i then went skipping down the stairs in my nightie to let him into my boudoir. i opened the door and he was standing there with a pale look on his face, holding my knickers out at arms length, and said very flatly, and matter of factly: 'i think you came on your period in these'
i snatched them out his hand and laughed, 'oh haha, oh no, surely not... really?! oh how embarrassing!', while simultaneously feeling a hot red flush quickly creeping up my neck, probably the same shade as the gusset of the knickers i had whimsically decided to drape across his face.
i just span around and ran up the stairs ahead of him, cheeks aflame, so i could ball them up and toss them in the bin, but it kind of killed the moment and blew my sexy siren cover to boot. i tortured myself further the next day by inspecting the offending article and it was as bad as could possibly be; total blood bath in crotch of pants.

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TIFU by not doing my laundry!!!!! (NSFW)
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