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: yesterday was thursday, and every thursday is nickel night on the university of connecticut campus. nickel night is when all of the bars on campus compete against each other to sell liquor as cheap as possible. draft beers are a nickel and mixed drinks are a quarter at one bar named ted's, and fifty cent will get you a pitcher of keystone across the street at a place called final pour/thirsties. there's no room to move (and you will always somehow end up with rum and coke on your clothes,) but you can (and will) blackout off low quality whiskey sours for like $3. as you might assume, nickel night always manages to be a shitshow--last night not being an exception.

this particular thursday a friend and i got a good spot against the bar near a soda gun, which pretty guaranteed us quick service and constant refills at a quarter a piece, and we were drinking every liquor combination possible in rapid succession. less than an hour in and we've probably chugged a dozen or so mixed drinks, and we're having a great time. at one point, my friend disappears with some australian girl so i decide to join some other friends celebrating a 21st birthday across the street at final pour. this is where ifu.

i pay my cover and make my way toward the dj booth at the back of the bar where i find my friends dancing and drinking keystone straight out of their pitchers. i grab a pitcher from the bar and join in. we hang out a bit, requesting the dj for ridiculous songs like tony yayo's "so seductive," but after a while we decide to head out. 

as we're walking out i get stopped by a drunken, spoiled sorority girl who claims i've spilt her drink--which i didn't. **"that was grey goose and cranberry, you gotta buy me a new one now!,"** she yells at me angrily and in a deranged manner. now i don't know why she was drinking high quality vodka at a cheap college bar serving half-dollar pitchers, but i oblige and pull out my debit card just to control the madwoman. before i even hand it over or say anything she yells **"ew, bank of america? you're wearing a suit but you don't even have an amex like me?"** *of course i don't have an american express, i'm not a spoiled little princess like you are...* i say "i don't got time for this shit" and before i can ever walk away she **punches me in the face**. i'm too drunk to react or feel it so i don't even move and she jaws me again, same wound-up haymaker as before. somehow i'm still standing, and my friend yells "whoa!" before you know it a bouncer who saw the whole thing **tackles her!** i was shocked and just got the hell out of the bar. and now here i am, typing this story with a sore jaw while recovering from a hangover...

TIFU by letting a burly Italian broad "try me"