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: tifu – so a few years ago i went on a fishing trip with my best mate. we were going to the same place we normally go only this time when we arrived there were a group of people
already camped out on the rocks already. we waited in the car and deliberated over what to do when we noticed they were packing up…. great news, we can finally enjoy our
fishing trip in the cold scottish summer. so needless to say, we have no qualms about sitting on a warm toilet seat and made our way over while the guys were leaving, they took a few 
minutes because their pal was faffing about behind his tent, i thought nothing of it, probably removing tent pegs or something. as they left we said hello, they were irish, they didn’t 
have much luck with the fishing… i should have taken it as a sign.

so anyway, we get the rods in the water and started to have a drink and a smoke. after a few beers i found myself having to urinate, as i was an experienced angler i decided against 
pissing into a coastal wind and headed to the woods where the irish blokes were camping. i stand next to the tree and in the middle of pissing i am suddenly hit with the smell…. f**k ive
stood in dog s**t….. tick tock….  wait it is s**t …. f**k!!!!!!!!!!! that isn’t dog shit….. 

i must hasten to add that this pal of mine is the biggest wind up merchant i have come across and knew i would never live it down.

needless to say i stood frantically trying to plan out my next move (i was wearing caterpillar boots with deeeep grooves), no amount of moonwalking on the grass was going to remove this 
from my shoe. so, out of options i walk past my friend to a rock pool nearby and started to casually shake my foot in the water. by this point i had already piqued his interest and i could feel
his eyes watching me.. 

friend: what are ye up to mate
me: nothing
friend: why you splashing yer feet in that rock pool
me: stood on shite mate
friend: what did the dog do i……..
***his eyes widened***
friend: is that….
me: yes….
friend: the irish guy???
me: yes

to this day i have never lived that down and i can still smell it in my nostrils and it still bothers me…. that guy looked me right in the eye after he finished curling one out and said nothing.

now im nicaol, the guy who stood on human s***t.

ps. i always wondered why there was no toilet paper near it.

til: that there is a definite difference between standing on a dog turd and standing on well you know... its easy to tell.

TIFU: By sharing a campsite with some Irish and not watching where i stand.