Definition: 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.
Input: Text: this was about a month ago. 

my friends and i were watching those clown murder prank videos on youtube (just search scary clown prank) and we all thought the videos were funny as hell. and then we got talking. how funny would it be to do that shit in real life? 

i mean it would be glorious! we'd scare the shit out of people. we'd make grown men weep like babies! it was gonna be perfect! we went out the next day and got two clown suits and masks since face paint is a little too much effort. we then got a giant prop mallet and a prop butchers knife that looked convincing. 

there was just one problem: who should we prank? and where? 

my buddy brad's girlfriend jamie works at this restaurant near the edge of town. to get home, she cuts through the sketchy ass park. 

for reference, she goes into the park, follows the path around some bushes and trees, and then it winds around this kids playground and into the suburbs. the best place to strike would be the bushes; it's right in the perfect spot, they won't see it coming. 

when i say they, i mean brad too. the kind lad that he is, he walks his girlfriend home when she works till 11. 

we figured out what day she worked late. and then we had another idea. my friend john would hide in the jungle gym and come at them from the front. and i with the mallet would charge them from behind. they'd get surrounded, be terrified, have a right good scream and then bolt, right? wrong. 

it was the moment of truth. in my hiding spot i couldn't see shit, but i could hear them talking and walking. they meandered on past me without noticing. i stayed down. 

suddenly a man began screaming maniacally, followed by a woman letting out a shrill shriek. that's my cue. i come out and start yelling my head off, trying to sound like a demon laughing. brad and his girlfriend are running towards me. jamie stops. brad does not. 

when you feel your life is in danger, flight or fight kicks in. i think most of us subconsciously choose flight until it's no longer an option. brad is not most of us. 

he runs right up to me and body checks me to the ground and immediately drops to his knees and starts feeding me a fist soufflé. john tried to break us up. poor bastard. as he got close, brad falcon punched him full force right in the dick then did some kind of martial arts fuckery and before i knew it, john was piled on top of me getting his face demolished by a scared young man while jamie's screams and sobs echoed like sweet, ear-splitting music.

after kicking our asses faster than i can tie my shoes, brad grabs his girlfriend and runs like a bat outta hell while we're left groaning in agony.

 the aftermath: after pulverizing john's future children into oblivion, brad knocked out one of his front teeth and did some gnarly damage the rest of his teeth as well, and brads knuckle got badly messed up. this is because john was trying to talk while brad swung, so john literally ate his fist. 

i luckily only got away with a black eye.  i'm doubly lucky i didn't get concussed from hitting my skull on the pavement. 

brad was very very sorry for everything and felt genuinely bad, and is offering to help fix john's teeth. jamie thinks he should refuse the money since it was his dumbass that scared brad "half to death". i agree with her except for that last part. i'm just sorry i didn't do my research. if i had of known this motherfuckers spirit animal was chuck norris i would have picked a different target.

TIFU by doing the clown scare prank to a badass.