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: okay, so this was actually about two years ago, but we still have a good laugh at it to this day. so i'll share it.

i dated this girl from my freshman year to senior year of high school; she lived about 5 houses down the street from me. somewhere in our second year of dating my girlfriend and her parent's kind of just moved me in. my clothes ended up there, my laptop, pretty much all my crap. i was cool with it, in a weird way, like any junior would be. my biggest fear at the time though was the toilet. 

i still don't know why, but i used to shit bricks back then. i'm talking like my shit was quite literally.. a brick. it would be perfectly square, and too wide to even fit down the pipe. i remember once, after i shit, i flushed it and it just laughed at me. it sat there, perfectly still, no feces was even washed away by the flush. so after clogging many toilets throughout my life, my parents had purchased a super toilet for me at our house. this thing was the bomb. when it flushed, it was frightening. it didn't do the circular rotation of water and suck things down the drain. this toilet just sucked straight down, almost like an airplane toilet. never in my life (or still to this day) have i managed to clog that toilet. so let me get back to the story..

i'm at my girlfriend's house. now i have been staying here for a while and i have a general gauge on how much load her toilet can handle. i sadly have to use the method of pooping, pinching it off, flushing, and repeating until my job is done. most of the time though there is a plunger i can use to break it up with. i've learned that the powder room (it's a toilet and a sink on the main floor, primarily used for guests) is not the place to poop. the smells confine me to my own death, and it is rude to the guests. usually i use the upstairs bathroom that belongs to my girlfriend. but today when it comes time, i decided i am going to shit upstairs in her parent's bathroom. the porcelain throne of all toilets. i tell my girlfriend i am going to go take a shower, (forcing me into her parent's bathroom) and that i'll be back in a bit. not abnormal.

so i turn on the shower, and i plop on the toilet. that day was an uncomfortable day and i can't remember why. i do however, remember vividly, still to this day, how painful my crap was that day. i don't know why either. but it felt wide man, and it came out like a brick. there was no pinching this off. i had to relax my ass just for it to come out, and pinching it was just impossible, i was tearing i was in so much pain. so i finish, and i assess the damage. i quickly realize that this corn filled monstrosity isn't going to flush and reach for the plunger. there is no plunger. fuck. i am in her parent's bathroom, which is inside their bedroom, where i think one of my girlfriend's brothers are watching tv or something because he didn't feel well. there is no sneaking out for a plunger. so i try to flush it. most toilets can take 2-3 flushes before the water is too high, and you know you're fucked.

i flush it once, and i see that some of my monster shit (which probably resembles a mold of my anal cavity) actually erodes off the sides in the process. that was a positive result for me. the water did rise a little however, so i knew i would only get a flush or two more. i flush it again. this time, i am disappointed, and nothing comes off the sides. the water rises again as expected, only this time. **it didn't stop.** it kept rising...

the toilet, now full of my shit, and corn, is full. it's nearing the rim. at this point i am panicking. i reach for my towel and i wrap it around the bowl of the toilet. my goal was to prevent the floor from becoming soaked with shit water. it was laminate you know? i then immediately put my boxers and shirt on to go find my girlfriend. i needed a fucking plunger, asap.

so i sprint out of the bathroom, and the bedroom and bang on her door. she refuses to come out. she thinks that since her whole family is downstairs and we are alone upstairs, that i am trying to have my way with her. i remember repeatedly saying. "it's fucking serious, open the door." and.. "where the fuck is the plunger". at this point she opens the door laughing, and we both walk into her parent's bathroom to assess the current level of damage.

**it took way to long.**

we open the bathroom door (that i strategically shut to prevent onlookers) and it is clearly on the floor. it's all around the toilet, and the laminate floor on that side of the bathroom. (one of those toilets behind a wall type deal) just shitty brown water and corn. she starts gagging and looks pissed off at me. she told me to go downstairs and wait for her, and that she would take care of it. (what?, uh okay.) so i do. she turns the shower back on, and i sit at the bottom of the stairs, stopping anyone from going up. they ask where she is and i tell them she's showering, and wants privacy.

after sitting on the stairs for (not an exaggeration) 45 minutes, they begin to question my integrity. the mom goes up, and i hear the loudest "oh my god!" followed by a "what the fuck!". i die laughing inside but keep my composure and run upstairs and to the bathroom.

**it's gotten worse.**

my girlfriend didn't shut the water off to the toilet (that silver oval looking valve behind it), and neither did i! at this point the brown shitty water has managed to cover the entire bathroom floor, and was spilling into the carpet in the bedroom. my girlfriend had piles of towels trying to prevent it. like a sand-wall at a beach during high-tide. it wasn't just on the floor either, it was actually standing water. i'd say about a quarter or half an inch high off the ground. the mom looks at me and said calmly "go downstairs, i'll take care of it". and so i did.

so after a couple hours i see them both coming downstairs with black trash bags, about 3-4 in total. they said it was from all of the towels, and the clothes that were on the bathroom floor when the water spilled. i didn't realize that there were that many in the corner.

at this point i'm being made fun of by everyone in the house. her mother, her father, her two brothers, both sets of grandparents, i mean the whole crew. talking about how shitty of an experience it was, and how i really need to get my shit together. "ha. ha. very funny." not very funny seeing as how i didn't even want them to know i was shitting in their home, better yet using the parent's throne to do it.

afterwards a plumber comes to fix their toilet, and it gets worse. it turns out the pipes to the toilet are actually broken. you can see the water damage in the living room ceiling.. my shit broke their pipes. 

i see this post is running kind of long, so i am going to wrap it up. all in all, i ended up damaging their bathroom laminate floors, some of the bedroom carpet, a bunch of clothes, their toilet, their bathroom pipes, the pipes above the living room, and the wet fucked up ceiling in the living room.

 

**i tried to disguise myself as showering so i could shit in my girlfriends parent's toilet. my shit broke the pipes, flooded the bathroom with shit filled water taking hours to fix, and cost them a lot of money in damages.**

so yeah.

TIFU, Using my girlfriend's parent's toilet.