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 happened over the summer, but it was the most embarrasing situation i've ever been in. i'm a sixteen year old guy, but i'm pretty tall for my age, about 6'3.

anyway, my brother and his buddies decide to head out for a party that night. i had a date with a girl i really liked (an hour after the party started) and mum was out of town taking care of grandma after her knee surgery. i really wanted to start things off right with this girl because she was literally perfect. cute, smart, funny, and a little geeky like me. i got myself a new shirt and cleaned up nicely. i was ready for this.

my brother didn't want to come back and pick me up, so he took me with him. now my brother isn't the smartest guy and two weeks ago he bought this old, junky car that probably couldn't last more than six months. we were finding problems with this piece of shit literally every three days.

so i get into the car and buckle up. immediately, i knew something was wrong. the clip took a lot more effort to put in and it snapped closed when i finally pushed it in. i thought, no big deal, it's just old. my brother and his friends get in and i get to go to the party place. it's the middle of summer vacation, so everybody's outside and in the pool. the car (piece of shit that it is) doesn't have working windows, so it's almost 110 degrees inside. my brother and his friends get out of this heat and i go to unbuckle myself. that's weird. the button's not going down. i push the buckle again, a lot harder than i need to. nothing. the damn thing stays locked! i think, okay, i'll just extend the belt and pull myself out. nope. the belt is locked in place.

i was stuck in that car for the next sixty minutes. my tall, lanky body sweated itself out, and then boiled itself in that little metal box. but the smell...oh god the smell. i am not a person who has a problem with bad b.o, but the stench of that car baked itself into my skin.

i finally see my brother coming back. i'm sitting in the back, and he's basically carrying this other guy with him. he said something about vodka, and this dude was about as drunk as you could get. my brother basically dumped him into the seat next to me and got in the driver's seat to take me to my date.

at this point, i'm not sure why i still wanted to go. i probably smelled like the entire boy's locker room distilled into one teenage boy. we get to the fountain (where i was going to meet this girl), and this drunk turns around and throws up in my lap. this foul-smelling green concoction of guacamole, vodka, and stomach acid. right onto my new shirt and clean jeans. i sat there, shocked.

my date was already there and she was looking for me. i decide to just text her and call off the date. two seconds after i send her the text, i see her coming towards the car, looking like she was ready to kill me. keep in mind, this car's windows don't work. she tells me to roll down the window. i try to signal to her that the windows don't work and to go away(i didn't want her to see me with the dude or the vomit) but she looks shocked and starts crying. i told my brother to just drive home. he was just sitting there, laughing his ass off. as i later found out, my date had a crush on me for quite a bit of time, and i basically told her to get lost on what would have been our first date.

TIFU by buckling up