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: edit: thank you so much to whoever gilded this. wow, this really blew up. 

this happened during this week, but i hadn't been able to post it on here until now.

my bedside table has a lamp, my phone, a full can of drink, and a bag of crisps on it. the lamp has a lead which runs down to the floor and is plugged into a 4 point extention plug which i also use to charge my laptop, phone, and whatever else needs power.

so i'm laying in bed, my mind fully on a game i'm playing on my laptop when my phone rings. normally, this wouldn't be a big deal, but because i'm so immersed in my game, i reach over without looking and promptly knock the lamp over, which in turn knocks everything else on the table over and sends the can of drink on a suicide run down the side of my bed.

after much swearing and hurridly picking up my phone and the lamp, it suddenly occurs to me that coca cola and electricity might not be the best combination in the world, and i instinctively reach down to pull the lead out.

unfortunately, despite having been told in childhood not to play with fire, run with scissors, talk to strangers, or indeed put my fingers near a live electrical socket. in the brief panic, all that common sense departs my brain, and i'm left grabbing down the side of the bed, frantically pulling at plugs that are dripping with sugary soda

it's roughly 3 or 4 seconds later when the most intense stinging pain i've ever felt in my life shoots through my hand, and by some miracle i jerk my hand back as the entire plug makes a popping noise and starts to smell of charred plastic and burned fingertips.

it's within those first few moments, somewhere between the thoughts of "oh my god, i'm still alive" and "damn, i hope my laptop charger is ok" that a strange gurgling sound eminates from the depths of hell known as my stomach.

the human race has evolved for millennia to have a fight or flight instinct, and when faced with a massive scare, is well known for dropping it's... uh...baggage at the first oppertunity.

so it is with great horror i realise, as i lay there in my nice comfortable bed, that my body has decided that now, of all times, would be the perfect moment to let rip with a stream of hot mushy diarrhea.

gee, thanks anus, you really shouldn't have.

as i struggle to my feet, i feel it emerging, like a beast from a pit, bursting it's way into this world.

i make it to my knees, and look around, there's no way i'm gonna get to the bathroom in time, and having to navigate the bedroom, the hall way, and a small set of stairs to the toilet seems a challange akin to climbing mount everest.

there's only one thing i can do. i grab the bag of crisps and slam it against my erupting anus.

but of course, the bag is far too small, and not even close to being properly positioned, and the horrific gush of shit swiftly overwhelms it like a flood.

there has to be another way, i think, briefly considering my clothing, my bed sheets, or a pillowcase... yes! thank you pillowcase, i knew you would come in handy one day!

the pillowcase, in it's delicate cream and blue coloring quickly joins the crisp packet, it won't hold long, but it stems the flow just long enough for me to make my escape.

i run to the bathroom with the speed of the flash...if the flash was covered in his own poop... hurling myself towards the toilet at near light speed.

30 minutes later i emerge, in shock, but no longer spraying shit like a burst sewer pipe

i survey the damage.

there's shit on my bed, down my legs, up my arms, across the floor, infact there's probably more areas of my bedroom covered with my own shit than i ever thought possible.

i begin the long, slow, and disgusting job of clearing up, and think to myself, at least one thing came out of this. i can finally post something on tifu

oh, and i found out the phone call was just a marketing call after all that... fuck my life.

TIFU by electrocuting myself and immediately shitting all over my bed