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 actually happened when i was about thirteen years old.
i lived alone with my mother in the middle of the country for most of my childhood, so we'd go grocery shopping once every six weeks to two months and just fill most of the car with bags.  

well, one time we ran out of room for one last bit of groceries and put them in the trunk of the car, including a bottle of cider and some fruit and vegetables.  my mom and i forgot there were groceries in the trunk of the car, and then there was a heat wave where it was about eighty-five degrees in the shade from sun-up to sundown for about three weeks.  a few days in my mom starts to smell apples in the car, but doesn't think much of it.  a week in and my mom's starting to get concerned.  a week and a half in and the smell is too bad for my mom to drive comfortably even with the windows rolled down, and the weekend after is when we find it; a ruptured jug of apple cider and a bag of potatoes sitting in a now warped and dented cover for the spare tire well.

needless to say, my mother blamed it all on me and left me to clean it up.

after cutting off the top of the ruptured cider jug (it had fallen over and the cap had busted from the heat, so it was still a pretty good bailer) and scrubbing for about ten minutes and getting nowhere i got the brilliant idea to put the hose in and fill the trunk with water so all the caked-on dried moldy cider goop would be easier to get rid of.

this would have actually _worked_ had i not gotten distracted waiting for the tire well to fill up and walked into the carport to play videogames on my gameboy advance (i think i was playing pokemon ruby).

anyway, fast forward by about thirty minutes and i hear the sound of running water... coming from the front of the car.  i'd flooded the whole damn thing, and now everything smells like rotting apples.

i turn off the hose, open the front car door, my mom's emergency pack of cigarettes comes floating out with a torrent of murky brown slime-water and bits of formerly petrified foodstuffs that had fallen between the seats.

i try to lift the front of the car up (in desperation and hoping i can get the water to flow back away from the gas and break pedals) and accidentally pop the front bumper part-way off and knock the license plate off the front bumper.  i get those reattached fairly quickly because they were the plastic, snap-on type and nothing had broken in snapping them off.  i then start _furiously_ bailing at the water in the front of the car; all the while every forgotten receipt and napkin and straw wrapper in the vehicle is congealing into a sentient mass and desperately trying to mate with the carpeting in the back seat and only succeeding in spawning more of that god-awful sludge made up of rancid potatoes, apples, dirt, and nicotine from my mom smoking in the car for the past six years.

about two minutes into this my mom comes out to check on me, sees me bailing out the front seat, and starts screaming at me, "what the hell did you do!?  how the f[redacted] did you even manage to flood the car!?  _*do you have any idea how much it's going to cost to fix this s[redacted]!?"*_

and my only response is to shout that "she can yell at me all she wants later, but right now she's just slowing me down by distracting me, so she should shut up and either go inside and smoke another pack of cigarettes, or she can grab a towel and help me fix this!"

her response was a short pause followed by a "where's my emergency pack?"  to which i responded by pointing at the pile of refuse at her feet (that she's voluntarily standing in to have a better angle to yell at me, while i'm also bailing more shit onto it, so now her feet are fully covered in muck)

needless to say i wasn't allowed to watch tv, play videogames, or use the computer recreationally for the next six months.  the car, which was bought in '98 went on to live until 2015 when nearly every bit of vital machinery died simultaneously.  it still smelled faintly of apples.

TIFU by forgetting some groceries in the car.