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: i'm still shuddering.  it's 12:45 in the morning, several days from the incident.  i'm playing yeezus, flicking on a fan and trying not to throw up.  part of me wants to laugh until my lungs crumble to bits, part of me wants to curl up and cringe out of existence.  it's been a rough few nights.

flashback to a few days ago.  finals were winding down on campus, and all the students were packing up to go home.  i didn't have much to worry about as i was staying in my college town to work over the summer, but my roommate (let's call her ashley) was moving out with the help of her dad.  ashley was a super nice, awesome person - honors student, ran an indie music show on the campus radio station, involved with the area lgbt rights group, all sorts of shit - and i was happy to help her move her stuff out when the time came.

the afternoon arrived.  ashley's father walked in, said hello and started loading stuff into boxes.  our combined packing, storing and hauling got the job nearly done within an hour, and we were pretty proud of ourselves.  as ashley stepped out to go to the restroom, her father and i realized there was one last thing to do - remove her bedsheets.  i clambered  into her bed and started tossing  blankets onto the couch below.  "easy enough job," i thought to myself, and soon  there was only one sheet left.  

i lifted the sheet  to realize there was something tucked underneath it.  curious and naive, i picked it up and stared.  what was it?  blue, about the size of an inhaler, and made of some soft plastic.  what was i looking at?  peeking at the item, i saw a button on the bottom.  idiot that i am, i pressed it.

i'm not a complete shut-in, i know what a vibrator is.  i don't know why i pressed the button - perhaps i had thought it was an inhaler, perhaps i just thought ashley wouldn't have such a thing, the world may never know.  but the moment the thing started buzzing loudly in my hand, i knew.  and like every resident idiot on this planet earth, i reacted by shouting and tossing it onto the other side of the bed - attracting the attention of ashley's father.  it was bad enough that i had just found my roommate's vibrator in her bed, but nothing prepared me for the question i was asked moments later.

"hey kiddo, what's that you've found up there?"

there's a cher song about what one would do if they could turn back time.  there are a few things in history i'd try to prevent - various instances of mass genocide, national tragedies, the day i once visited ifunny - but this incident ranks up there too.  the slow turn of my head when i could only answer her father with a horrified, apologetic glance, the sight of his eager smile falling into an expression of shock and embarrassment, the painful cringeworthy silence in the room only punctuated by the ongoing buzzing from the other end of ashley's bed, it was the absolute worst.  what felt like hours passed before her father asked if i could shut his daughter's "massager" off.  reluctant to touch the thing knowing where it could have been, i pushed the button yet again.

it didn't shut off.  

i tried again.

it didn't shut off.

i banged it against the wall a few times.

it didn't shut off.

i heard her father utter, "oh god i think she's coming down the hall."

it didn't fucking shut off.

her father whispered loudly, "no she's really coming down the hall kid"

it didn't fucking shut off dude what the fuck is this

there was nothing i could do to make this demon vibe stop going off in my hand.  i couldn't tell where the batteries were supposed to go, there was no hard-poweroff, and ashley was quickly heading our way down the hall.  in a state of panic, i found her backpack and quickly mashed her still-vibrating toy down to the absolute bottom of it.  it wouldn't fix anything in the long run, but damn it, i wasn't going to be the one caught red-handed with ashley's vibrator.  i zipped the bag up and hoped like hell nobody would hear the faint buzzing coming from inside.  it was all i could do.

ashley came back to her father and myself, grinning awkwardly and trying to forget what had just happened.  everything else went smoothly - the atmosphere was tense and occasionally ashley's father and i exchanged sympathetic glances, but the rest of the sheets were packed up quickly and soon the two were ready to leave.  i bid ashley and her father goodbye and watched as the two left the room and headed to the staircase.  it mattered not to me what would happen next - my time handling her vibrator was over.  now i could just relax, sit down in the dorm room and chill.  but as the two went down the hall, i heard one last remark from ashley before i bolted back to my room and locked the door up tight.

"hey, is my phone in my bag?  lemme check, dad, i think it's vibrating."

[Possibly NSFW] TIFU by finding my roommate's "toy" in front of her dad... and turning it on.