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: what's small, white, round, and explosive? 

today i decided to make hard boiled eggs for use in the production of an egg salad sandwich. to do this, i usually fill a pot with water, eggs, and baking soda, and then i cover that pot with a top, place that on a burner, and set a timer so i can take the pot off the heat when i should. i forgot to turn on the timer.

this was a terrible mistake. when a solution is boiling, the majority of the solution that's still liquid remains at its boiling point no matter how hot you make the burner, because were it to rise above the boiling point, it would turn to gas! this water solution, containing the eggs usually limits their maximum temperature, making them pretty safe. however, i let the eggs boil for so long that all the water went away.

slowly, the eggs each became bombs. their watery interiors began to boil when their internal temperatures met their boiling points. their hard shells contained the immense pressure that was building up until they began to burn. this provided a weak point, and allowed the pressure to be released in the form of nine explosions. this is basically how popcorn works.

*bang!* the first ovoid bomb was mostly a dud, but alerted me to the issue. i ran out of my room, realization of the enormity of the situation dawning on me, forcing adrenaline into my veins.

***bang! bang!*** the next two bangs were not so lackluster. the first was powerful enough to shoot the heavy, glass pot top about two meters into the air. my reaction time, improved by the adrenaline allowed me to catch the airborne pot top, but it was already too late; the second explosion quickly followed the first, and flung egg shrapnel into the air, coating me and my apartment's kitchen in malodorous, scalding sludge.

i quickly slammed the top down again to seal in any further horror, and moved the pot off the burner. 

**bang! bang! bang! bang! bang!**

*bang!*

it was over, or so i thought. nine eggs, nine explosions, a parenthesis closed. wrong. as anyone with the misfortune of living somewhere in compliance with modern fire codes knows, where there's smoke, there's a fire alarm. thusly, the alarms burst forth in the song of their people. 

now there's something you ought to know about our alarm system. excepting the case where a fire alarm is actually pulled, first a local alarm goes off, contained to the offending flat. next, if that alarm doesn't stop, after a certain amount of time, the complex-wide alarm rings, and the fire department is called. i quickly sprang into action, not wanting to deal with a fine or eviction, or whatever fate befalls the setter of an alarm.
i opened the sliding glass door and the main door, set fans to work, and prepared for the worst. after a time, the local alarms stopped, and my work cleaning the walls, floor, and, yes, ceiling of my apartment could begin. still, the apartment stinks, though after a shower i do not.

TIFU by forgetting to set a timer and accidentally detonating nine IEDs