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: so, this didn't happen yesterday but in july. me and my lady have been together for 7 years today (but got married in july 20th), so i thought it'd be good time to share this story.

the night before the wedding me and my bestman went to our local small pub to have a couple of pints. (the pub and the wedding place are in the region we used to live in when we were younger.) we talked about the next day and how my life had come to this and so on, i even talked how i wasn't scared or anxious. we even saw some of my friends from another town (where me and mrs. live nowadays), so we had two more beers each. so when we got to bed it was like 3 am and we had to get up at 8. so not too much sleep for the night, and the next day would be a big one.

well, despite my lack of sleep the next day was perfect. fucking flawless. i was so goddamn scared at the altar before my soon-to-be-wife entered the main hall, but still it was marvelous. a friend performed a song by enya with her violin at the church and our wedding march (or is it hymeneal in the us?) was outro by m83, so i couldn't hold back the tears.

the party itself was also so great, even though i feared beforehand that i'd get too drunk at my own wedding. we partied till 4 am, and then everyone ordered cabs, including me, the wife and our siblings and cousins. since the place was at the countryside, we waited for our taxi for an hour. and during that time i drank the last bottle of champagne by myself and had fun with the remaining guests.

the taxi arrives, i hop in, and pass out immediately. i remember everything except the cab ride. when the taxi arrived to our hotel, nobody could wake me up, so my now-wife just stood there and laughed her pretty little ass of while our friends, four of them, carried me to our suite, the bride giggling behind us. or so i heard. they even tried to take off my suit, but eventually gave up and went to their own rooms.

midday. i wake up. i feel quite... moist, so to speak. i immediately knew what happened. thought: "no fucking way, not here, not now. not again." my bonjour-suit and the 3000 dollar bed were soaked. pee all over. this wasn't the first or the second time it had happened, but you know, this time it really ruined my morning. and morning wood. so there we were, lying in my piss, drinking champagne and eating grapes and enjoying the first day of our marriage.
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(sorry if grammar has issues, not a native engrish speaker.)

TIFU and wet the bed. On my wedding night.