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 happened in january but this still cracks me up to this day. to get the best experience from this story, know that i am a small female.

during grad school i spent three weeks in india for a study abroad trip.  we were staying in karnataka, but took a week long trip to kerala by coach bus, about a 12 hour drive. the bus was awesome, it had huge seats that reclined nearly 180 degrees, color-changing lights, blankets, and tvs. thankfully, our bus ride was from 9pm-9am there and back, so i could take full advantage of these seats and essentially sleep through the entire drive. all was well on the way to kerala, it was on the way back home that shit got crazy (literally).

before heading home, the group stopped at a street bakery/convenience store to grab some snacks. we had been eating pretty heavy food all week, so i decided to grab a handful of cashews, despite being warned not to eat street food. i get onto the bus and fall asleep. seven hours into the drive i wake up with a sharp pain in my stomach--it's an emergency. as amazing as this bus was, the one thing it was missing was a bathroom.  i'm now not only sweating because of these stomach pains, but there's no restroom, it's 4 am, and we're in the middle of nowhere.

bathroom stops weren't announced during this entire drive, you just had to get off whenever the bus stopped if you needed to go. thankfully, the drivers stopped within a few minutes. assuming this was a bathroom stop, i got off the bus...only to find a highway with completely dark roadside stores. i asked the drivers where the restroom was--they didn't speak english, but motioned forward. thinking that restroom had been a word so far understood throughout the early part of my trip, i walked forward. the more i walked, the bigger an emergency it became. within a few steps, i couldn't hold it anymore. i ran behind a building, spotted some bushes, and decided this was the spot. i started to pull down my pants, but of course, as if the situation wasn't stressful enough, i then fell into a ditch (4 am: pitch black out!) and immediately, the shit went flying. i rush to pull down my pants the rest of the way but it's too late. my legs, hands, arms, and pants are completely covered. i had some kleenex in my bag so i do my best to wipe up, but i don't have enough time or tissues. within 20 seconds of falling the bus on the street starts honking and driving away. i have two choices: get back on the bus covered in shit, or get abandoned on a random  street in india 5 hours away from my hostel.

i get back onto the bus. i had to crawl past one of my classmates to get to my seat. she immediately wakes up and the only thing i can say is "molly, i just shit myself." if you ever shit yourself in india, sit next to molly. her response? "it could have been anyone. what do we do." so i proceed to take a "bath" with hand sanitizer and wipe with plastic bags, change my pants underneath a blanket, and cross my fingers that no one could smell it.

i was somehow able to fall back asleep but was awakened again in about three hours, this time to another classmate begging the bus drivers to stop. the only other person who ate the damn cashews too.

all in all, had an amazing time in india and learned a very important lesson: when they say don't eat the street food, don't eat the street food.

TIFU by ignoring advice while studying abroad in India