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: before i start, i do not hate black people, or any people for that matter. this isn't a throwaway because fuck it. this is probably going to be a novel, so if you don't want to read it all, skip to the tl;dr at the end. first of all, i have a very, very, very dark and crude sense of humor. one of my friends back in high school had the same sense of humor and he would always joke (at least i think he was joking) about the most awful stuff. 

anyways, i go the university of iowa, and live on a small floor in a dorm. there is maybe 25-30 of us tops, so we all (mostly) know one another. now, i am not from iowa, so i hardly knew anyone for the first week and half. this kid i met, we'll call him clarence, is from wisconsin, around where i live, so i talk to him a lot. fast forward to last night. 

i'm in another person's room, lets call him alan, and he just got fifa 15. i was doing homework and watching him play for awhile when clarence runs into the room with two slabs of styrofoam. i have no clue where he got them but he saw me and started to hit me with them (it's styrofoam, so it didn't hurt at all) and i just stood there, submitting for a few minutes. eventually i tried to get past, but clarence is huge. he's 6'0"-6'1", at least 260 lbs, and plays rugby, so he's strong. i'm a scrawny 6'1" 160, so he just basically blew me over. 

after several attempts to get past, and clarence hitting me, alan pipes in. 
"bully! you're a bully, clarence!" alan said in a mocking tone. 
me, being the idiot that i am, tried to be funny.
"hey clarence, do you know what happens to bullies? they get lynched!" 

right after i said the words i remembered who i was talking to. clarence was staring at me, gaping, while i heard nothing but laughter from alan. turns out clarence's roommate was standing there the whole time, along with another person who lived next to alan. they're all laughing at me except clarence who looks like i just punched his kitten. i hang my head in shame and walk back down the hall to my room.

i saw everyone today and they all laughed, at me. i saw clarence on my way back from class and he feigned angry and glared at me. "what's up, lyncher," was all he said before bursting out laughing.

TIFU by telling a black kid on my floor I was going to lynch him