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: obligatory this didn't happen today, but years ago when i was 16. tldr at bottom, this is a long one so brace yourself. typing this on my phone, so please excuse grammatical errors.

now for some back story:

the day was like most beautiful, summer days. my friend, we'll call him allan, and i are hanging out. i must note that allan and i were possibly the worst combination in a group of friends be hanging out.

imagine allan. allan is the guy you were envious of during your youth. he was better at shenanigans than you and a complete guru when it came to getting away with the shenanigans. he was sure to have more fun than you.

now i consider myself in the group of friends to kind of mirror allan, with the exception of more care of intelligence, so it has always been easy to say i was the brains of the operation we him and i were on our daily missions. brilliant ideas to kill the time with were my bread and butter.

jack was the new kids on the block, having only moved to our town a month ago. the son of a single mom, living on a wicked tight budget. with that being said, you could assume he was probably far more mature and/or scared so he was not blessed enough to enjoy our teen shenanigans. always grounded because his mother cared far more than a healthy amount about the kids future and success.

the story:

allan and i would hang out, for days and weeks, without thinking twice about it. at the time i'd even practically lived with him and his super christian family for about a month. staying the night every night, and even having a decent wardrobe at his house.

we'd wake up at about 3 in the afternoon every day, find our group of friends, and then as teenagers do, we'd kill the time as efficiently as possible. and then our group of friends would hit there curfew, and it'd just be allan and i, hanging out and killing time until about 5am. this was a daily occurrence.

but then it happened. the new kid on the block decided he'd finally had enough envy, and wanted to give our shenanigans a try. through lobbying, negotiation, and blackmail he convinced his uber strict mother to let him stay at allans house for the night. 

now we lived in small town u.s.a. at the time, so our shenanigans, while hilarious, would often go unnoticed. little did allan and i know, we'd set a running record in this town. allan and i had set a record for highest shoplifting on a spree of stores out of pure boredom. being used to this, our go-to was the one gas station we had in town. it was open 24 hours and being up all night in a small town enabled is to easily become comfortable, and even professional at stealing candy from this gas station.

we'd been to the gas station 4 or 5 times on this night. buying one thing and stealing 10, obviously the most efficient. though on our last trip, things took a turn for the worst. jack had gotten comfortable with our routines. even excited. we had broken the morals of society on fresh blood and our egos shot through the roof.

now the fu. we'd all hit a new high, a better adrenaline rush. and we had started walking through town to see if a friend on the other side of town was still awake. while walking, we began to pre plan incase anything went sideways. if trouble incurred, we'd split up, cause confusion, and meet back up at the town mcdonald's, which had closed for the night. fool proof plan right? we'll get to that.

our friend on the other side of town wasn't awake, so we start heading back to the gas station to kill time. while this journey wasn't very long, our adrenaline died down and we'd grown bored. then it happened. allan, with far too many skittles decided to start a good fight. we had our fun and moved on. only allan wasn't yet done.

i remember this like it was yesterday. while walking i look over and allan lights up with joy. a semi truck was coming up behind us, and he'd gotten the idea to see who had the biggest balls of them all. slowmo and all, allan tosses the skittle, just in time for it to smack into the semi truck. surely it wouldn't phase something so big. but it did.

the semi truck locks all 18 wheels in the middle of town at 4 in the morning. havoc breaks loose and we all split up. i made it to mcdonald's first, and waited. coast clear, no problems, the night continues. then jack. then... no allan. 10 minutes. 20 minutes. even 30. so naturally we'd assumed he just got confused and went home.

so jack and i make the epic adventure of getting to alan's house through shadows, backyards, and side streets. we made it, but still, no allan. so 10 minutes, 20, and even 30 go by with no sign of allan. we begin to panic. he must've got nabbed on his way. so we suit up in gilleys and flashlights and pull a full search party for him.

we start walking and were thinking for sure he's at the gas station by now. while cutting a corner through an alley in attempt to stay in the shadows we stumbled upon a police car. feet away from the car, and in pitch blackdarkness, we couldn't tell where the officer was. so we come out of hiding and start to turn back and boom. the cop was behind us the whole time. the second we turn around were blinded by what can only be described as heavens beam upon welcoming to heaven. gun drawn the police made us get on the ground and proceeded to arrest us.

after an hour or two longer, jacks mom picked him up from the police station, furious as ever. the cops knew i was practically living with alan and after failing to contact my parents decided to just contact his. success.

alan's mom was sitting on the porch when the cop dropped me off and explain the situation. she proceeded to ground me, as she would her own children, when they're in trouble. it was funny to say the least. no further incidents the rest of the night.

allan was finally at home when i'd been delivered like your favorite package on christmas. laughing hysterically at me for getting nabbed. allan had gone home first. sat and waited for us and then after about a half hour remembered we had the plan to meet at mcdonald's. except he didn't take the shadows to get there. when he does get there, we were nowhere to be found, so naturally he goes to the gas station. still nothing. on his way back home, he spots us getting arrested and the rest is downhill from there.

after that night, jack, potentially our trifecta of shenanigans, was perma-shunned from our existence. still living in town, but never to be seen again. allan and i had a cool story to tell our friends and overall it was a good night.

then the repercussions. while trying to enlist in the military, my security clearance kept having issues. it took forever (almost 2 years) to enlist when it should've only taken 2 months. my fu from years earlier did come back to bite me, but only temporarily. now i've got kids of my own, and i hope i'm a cool enough dad to hear their epic adventure stories when they start causing a ruckus.

TIFU by stealing the rainbow in excess