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: today is my last day in russia, and it just seems fitting that i should have one last fuckup before i go home -.- we leave for moscow tomorrow early in the morning to make my flight!

if you are wondering, the wedding was fantastic. there was a ton of dancing. turns out stan can kasachok. anyway, onto the fuck-up!

stan has chores to do outside. mostly what he calls 'gardening' which is really smacking trees for daring grow their branches within his fenced in yard. i can step over his fence. it's a bad fence.

anyway, he isn't the type to lock his door because he lives in the village of buttfuck, on the outskirts of middleofnowhere. but he does have a lock. i am sure you can see where this is going. 

he left his keys on the little table by the front door where he keeps shoes. and he went outside to do his 'gardening'. and i traipse out to the kitchen to get a drink... and as i pass the door flip the lock into place. locking poor, poor stan outside. in russia. in october.

i fetch my drink (yum yum tarkhun) and go into my room. some of you may remember my last tifu where i advertised my wonderful habit of playing on my phones with headphones in. josh, my boyfriend, comes into my room and motions for me to take my headphones off. he asks 'you seen stan recently?' i shake my head, josh leaves and i return to my game.

maybe about half an hour later, i notice a dark shape outside my window, silhouetted on the curtains. it vaguely resembles a person, and having grown up in the suburbs, i grabbed the longest pokey thing i could find-in this case an unused slat from my bed (it's one of those ones that uses the wooden planks to support the mattress).
i pull back the curtains...

and find stan absolutely glaring at me. i mean, i think he wants to kill me. i pull open the window and poke him gently with the slat, close the window and go to the front door to unlock it. i see stan following me outside through the windows.

i open the door for him, and he strides in the embodiment of drunken fury, motioning at me with the hedge-scissors and cursing at me in russian while josh laughs his ass off. stan called me a suka at least three times. it's the only curse in russian i know.

i feel bad. 

 

also, this is the final epic in the trilogy of poor stanislav, godfather of my boyfriend josh and unfortunate victim of my idiocy.

i am so, so sorry, stan.

TIFU: Me again, come to report on the Unfortunate Saga of Poor, Poor Stan. This time I did not see him naked or throw lube at him.