My aunt was a justice of the peace and officiated a wedding where seven women were wearing bridal dresses. Not white dresses, full on wedding dresses with accessories. Turned out the bride was very shy and hated to be the center of attention, but also wanted to wear a bridal dress for her groom. Her friends promised to wear their bridal dresses if she would wear one, and so they did.
I was 6 years old.
The Bride and some of her friends intervened and the women were physically removed from the wedding.
Edited to add: the women in question were arrested for it, after the one who was basically the ringleader was knocked out by the bride. They then spent the period from Saturday night until Monday morning in the cells.
The priest who was supposed to officiate the wedding was an old family friend but he fell ill so they had to send out another priest to do the wedding ceremony.
The ceremony starts and the new replacement priest launches into this 15 minute long sermon about how, according to God, the woman is supposed to be subservient to the man. This is not the brides vibe at all and all of us are sitting there simply just stunned at what the priest was saying waiting for the bride to snap and punch the dude in the throat.
To her credit she just stood there and listened but you could tell she was furious.
I’ll never forget the scene immediately afterwards as the bride stood there crying and a bunch of family members had the priest basically cornered chewing his a*s out for ruining the wedding.
Not a big deal.
Except every single one of his groomsmen brought it up during their speeches. Like, they felt the need to let everyone know that the groom had gotten laid before and now got to bang a virgin.
it was truly gross.
Before the wedding I overheard the groom’s family calling the pride paranoid and selfish, and that she should have invited her dad. Obviously, they had never met him before…..
I (34M) caught the garter and a 16 year old girl whom I did not know caught the bouquet. A bunch of the wedding guests were loudly pressuring me to get up under the girl’s dress and put the garter on her leg. She was maybe a little on the spectrum and didn’t understand what was going on for a minute, then when someone explained to her what the people were yelling at me to do she looked like she was going to faint from shock and horror at the idea of it. I was like ABSOLUTELY NOPE and gave the garter back to the bride. The “put it on her leg!!” contingent was mostly boomer age ladies. 🙄
Turns out, they were the hired entertainment! It created quite a buzz of conversation once we had all processed what was happening. I’ve never seen anything else like it.
*Easily* over an hour after the supposed beginning of the service, other guests started to arrive. Then the bride and groom. Then as the service went on, including well after the bride and groom had walked down the isle, guests continued to arrive and shuffle about the church taking their places, saying hello to other guests, etc.
At the end of the service we all had to drive about 30 mins to a reception elsewhere. We arrived there a good *two hours* before the wedding party.
After the event, the bride realised that she’d sent the same invitation to her English and Nigerian guests and asked what time we got to the church. Apparently guests are traditionally so late to Nigerian weddings that it’s usual to put a false start time on them, which in turn leads to everyone intentionally getting there well after the time they’re given.
However the real WTF moment was at the reception where the bride and groom danced as guests approached one by one to shower them with money “make it rain” style. Again apparently not unusual at a Nigerian wedding, but 100% not what I’d expected.
It was a great wedding, it just would have been handy to know when to get there.
I ran into the groom about a decade later and he reported he was the proud dad of 4 kids and was still happily married. I hope for his wife’s sake that the marriage was a happy one and she wasn’t lying to him because she felt obligated to stay married.
Seemed like nice enough guy. They looked like an adorable couple. Brides dad was a total condescending d**k to staff and me the whole day and evening.
Overall there was an obvious tension the entire night though. At some point someone on one family side said something to someone else about 1am and a massive brawl started. This wasn’t teens fighting but 45-50 year old white bankers throwing down with stacked farm working and reservation living people. It was wild.
You’re going to ask – did I cut the music? Eff no. I was fed up. felt like a*s, and saw an opportunity so I threw on Kung Fu fighting and watched this brawl go down. Multiple cop cars (7-10?) multiple arrests. Didn’t get paid. Don’t care. Worth it.
The rich dad may have gained a son but he definitely lost that fight and a few teeth that day.
EDIT: I was asked via DM what was said. Not sure who said something first but I do know after asking during tear down that punches were thrown when one of the brides uncles told the grooms brother something around the vein of “Why don’t you go back to the rez to huff a litre” – so incredibly racist s**t. I’d have thrown down at that point too if I were him. So. Ya. Rich a******s gonna a*****e.
EDIT 2: To confirm the hockey player who commented on the fight winners – Yea the banker boys got their asses BEAT son. Lemme telll ya. Son son son. Wooo boy.
I was a bridesmaid in my sisters wedding, and I was robbed during the ceremony.
A homeless guy came into the church right before the ceremony started and stole my purse from the dressing room during the ceremony.
The guy actually returned to the scene of the crime with my purse, but took off when he realized we were looking for him. My dad, in his tux and fancy shoes, ended up chasing the guy and inadvertently herded him towards the cops who were responding. Turns out he had a ton of warrants for domestic violence, so off to jail he went.
Word got around at the reception and all the relatives were slipping me cash to make up for what the guy stole. I ended up profiting from being robbed!
The first “you may kiss the bride” the groom practically swallowed the bride’s face and it lasted a good eight to ten seconds. Her second wedding, his fourth. It was so cringy.
I went to a wedding where the whole thing was WTF. The bride was visibly pregnant (not a big deal), the flower girl was the daughter of the bride and the best man. The maid of honour was very pregnant and fainted during the ceremony, so her husband, the photographer got almost no photos of the wedding. It was an odd one.
Everyone’s going to say a fight, and those are very much WTF.
However the fight I witnessed was between a man and a woman. Sure, notable…
However the woman had a previous career as a mud wrestler and had since moved on to bodybuilding.
Also, the man she was fighting was her brother who was three weeks out of rehab.
You may have witnessed a fight at a wedding but I witnessed an a*s-kicking the likes of which I have never, ever seen. That woman took him down and beat his a*s brutally and decisively, in heels and a tight dress.
When the cops came and both were being dragged off in cuffs she was able to get herself, in heels mind you, out of the main hall, down the front stairs and into the cruiser, with absolute grace and form.
Her brother had to be carried with occasional drops of blood-soaked tissue falling off behind him.
A White friend had a long term Black girlfriend.
The man’s parents were renewing their vows, because they got papal permission to get married in a Catholic church.
The Black woman was specifically disinvited.
During the vows, a black cat showed up from who knows where, and walked up the aisle meowing.
Groom was drunk, standing on the hood of the bestman’s car and hood surfing around the hotel parking lot. Groom ended up getting launched off the hood onto the asphalt. Bride and groom end up at ER and she has blood all over her dress. Kids… tsk, tsk, tsk.
Good friends wedding about 25 years ago. We were young and loved to party.
Bride and groom left the reception early to head out for the honeymoon.
A group of us took mushrooms, and we re drinking hard.
Close friend was a huge wrestling fan. Like WWF.
He was dancing with my GF.
Out of absolutely nowhere, he grabs my girl, picks her up, and legit suplexed her on the dancefloor.
Her head hit the floor, and she was lying there in a spaghetti strapped LBD with her eyes fluttering.
I put both my hands around his neck and tried with every ounce of strength I had to choke the life out of him.
Friends calmed us down, and he was escorted home.
It was the most insane thing ive seen at a wedding.
Bride and father didn’t have a good relationship, the kind of relationship where he didn’t bother to meet the groom until the wedding day, despite them being together 7-8 years in the same city.
At the first dance, the father pushed past the groom’s mom to get obnoxiously close to take photos. Once he’d done that he tried to cut in on the groom. He was told absolutely not. Almost every video and photo of their first dance has the father lurking in it. There was not a parent dance. He spent the rest of the wedding complaining to the bride’s brother that the bride didn’t want to talk to him.
Bride and father saw each other at the brother’s wedding the following year (where he behaved himself) and not since. Bride has a toddler now that will probably never meet his grandfather and fair enough.
The kid bearing the ring arrived at the altar with no ring on the little pillow, quick-thinking father of the groom substituted his own wedding ring (the ring was never found). Later in the ceremony the organist passed out slumped on the keyboard, treating us all to a glorious sustained cluster chord on the pipe organ.
Other highlights were the owner locking himself in his office to avoid the bride’s father because he was threatening him to haggle on the costs.
In the end we had to call the police because the bride in gown climbed over the bar to steal more sweet sweet MGD after we had closed the taps and the event was over.
Father of the bride gave a 10 minute long speech where he said if she wasn’t his daughter he’d marry her. While his wife stood right next to him.
My Nonna objected at my sisters wedding because she was marrying a progressive New York Jew and her grandchild would cease to exist if she married him.
Immediately after dinner half the reception (the bride’s family) got up en masse to go milk their cows. They were Amish or Mennonite. It occurred to me later that maybe they were really avoiding the dancing.
At my sister’s wedding our step mum had found out what bridesmaid dresses for her children would be, she got her young daughter the same dress and kept pushing her daughter into the photos. Even the photographer told her to stop.
At the reception, they had live goldfish in bowls on each table. The groom got really drunk and ended up swallowing one of the goldfish for fun.
The groom went into the forest to talk with an acquaintance of his (I know, bad idea). After about 30 minutes, only the groom emerged from the forest, badly beaten and covered in blood, and there was no sign of the acquaintance. After many searched the forest, the acquaintance was also found beaten, and a quarter of the guests chased and confronted the assailants. It was chaotic.
I was back home to MC my cousin’s wedding to his very uptight bride about 15 yr ago. She’s SO uptight because her family is certifiably insane and she clings desperately to normalcy like it’s a life raft. Sometimes she clings a bit too hard and cracks under the pressure.
Well…the groom’s Dad and the bride get into a screaming match at the rehearsal. The minister refuses to move forward with the wedding until they do some emergency, on-site counselling. The rest of the wedding party is asked to leave. We wait for hours across the street at a coffee shop until we’re told to head to the reception venue. We had a dinner scheduled and we’re supposed to finish decorating. The bridal party and family finally show up just as the staff is about to lock us out for the night. We’ve had no dinner, no rehearsal, and the reception isn’t set up properly. I leave and meet an old friend for a late dinner.
The next morning I arrive at the church not entirely sure there’s going even BE a wedding. We do an impromptu rehearsal with the minister, and I head down to the basement to use the washroom before the guests start to arrive. There’s a weird, sickly sweet, chemically smell down there; I walk into the ladies room and find the bride’s father with a crack pipe in his hand. Settling his nerves, I guess? This sets the vibe for the rest of the day…
The ceremony goes surprisingly well, and we head to the reception. The hotel had just opened that week, this is the very first wedding they’ve held, and they’re clearly not ready yet: only one elevator is operational and the staff isn’t really trained.
The elevator broke, and the staff couldn’t figure out how to get food down from the kitchen to the ballroom, so they just stopped food service half way through the meal. The DJ played the wrong song for the first dance and the bride broke down in tears, ran out, and didn’t come back for an hour.The bartender kept setting up unlimited shots along the whole bar and leaving open bottles for guests to take (many of whom haven’t eaten).
I (the MC) start projectile vomiting because both my friend and I got horrendous food poising from our dinner the night before. I was in a long gown, and would go upstairs to a bathroom away from the party, undress, puke my guts out, re-dress, go back to complete part of the itinerary, and repeat.
In the meantime, everyone who wasn’t violently nauseous was getting absolutely hammered. The night culminated with my uncle punching his pregnant daughter in the face because she wouldn’t give him his motorcycle keys to ride away drunk. He then fell into a large sculpture and smashed it, causing the police to be called. He, of course, tried to fight the police.
The wedding was shut down because of the excess drunkenness just before midnight. I went back to my parents’ place and threw up for three more days.
And before you ask: yes, the bride and groom are still happily married. They have three kids; she dresses them like little Instagram models and is a wannabe “momfuencer”. They make TikToks.
Bride had two MOHs (one matron one maid) and groom had one best man. Groom has anxiety issues but an all around awesome human as is his wife (the bride). So the MOHs knew to keep the speeches short as groom would rather party with his bride everyone and keep the spotlight off of him. Both MOHs gave lovely speeches. Then came the BM. Who then passed the mic to the first GM who then proceeded to pass the mic along to the others. The bridesmaids starting freaking out and thankfully the fathers of the couple got up did a quick “thanks for coming we love you both let’s eat and be merry” and wrapped it up because what should’ve been maybe 10 minutes tops between the three speeches was going on 40 (I know this isn’t the worst out there, but 40 minutes of speeches when you’re hungry and the bar runs out of water and soda so you are left with very little patience)
One of the Bridesmaid got caught doing the nasty with the groom….. needless to say the wedding was called off and presents were picked up at the door when people left…. Most awkward thing ever since everyone was so confused.
My cousin (the bride) has some kind of disease (nothing immediately terminal but I think it’s one of those things where you slowly deteriorate unfortunately) so when she was getting married, they wanted to make it a huge event. My family is scattered across the country but we all made sure to make it there especially since my aunt and uncle put so much time, work, and money into planning it.
So, we’re all at this fancy country club with at least 200 people and halfway through the party, the bride disappeared. After a while I go to the bathroom and there she is, puking her guts out because she was taking shots of tequila since the MORNING when getting ready for the day. She never recovered that night so the toasts were never made and the cake had no cutting ceremony and my aunt and uncle were understandably pissed.
When I was my best friends MOH years later, I made sure to monitor the brides alcohol intake just in case
Everybody in the ceremony was standing on a raised platform — like, 4 feet off the ground. One of the groomsmen, the bride’s brother, was standing with his knees locked. (In the army, they tell you not to do that, because you end up fainting.) He fainted, and toppled off the platform. He landed on his head. Concussion, skull fracture, broken orbit and cheekbone, other messy stuff.
He got taken away in an ambulance. The rest of the bridal party got into cars and went to the hospital in full wedding regalia, to sit in the ER waiting room.
I don’t remember the timing, but it must have happened after the Impressive Clergyman said “man and wife”, because the wedding happened and they’re still happily married. Oh yeah, and brother is fully recovered.
Might be late to this. But I’ve been working hotels for almost 20 years. Seen a lot of weddings. One of the craziest was a really redneck one. But they had an open bar… so… problems happened. One family insulted another. It wasn’t even an insult really. It was over a football game. Little guy was talking a lot of smack and this big guy just grabs a bottle of beer and wacks the little guy across the dome hard. He goes down and it happened so fast. Big guy realized he f****d up and runs with his girl. About 30 minutes go by and the cops finally come. The ambulance guys said he was pretty much dead instantly. Cops take statements. Later that night while we were cleaning up, a detective comes by and rips out the carpet.
They eventually catch the guy a few states over. I had to ID him.
Again, this was one of the crazier ones. I’ll have to tell you about the secial killer next.
My wedding… 2 things, 1 godbrother
1. Blew out a candle at the table super hard causing the wax to blow back in his face land all over his mustache and beard where it hardened on his face… everyone who saw it laughed and no one attempted to help him remove it. He was too drunk to notice.
2. Went next door to the empty conference room and pissed on the track where the wires were plugged in the floor for the equipment… this idiot “thought” he was in a really “nice” bathroom
We were at a resort in Mexico. I thought he was gonna get arrested, but they were cool, just took him back to his room.
He remembered nothing the next day.
The groom’s father was drunk BEFORE the ceremony and got worse as the evening progressed. During the reception, the groom’s mother locked herself in the bathroom while other women tried to coax her to come out. Several people on the bride’s side were also fighting, I was asked to drive a terrified old lady home.
The couple divorced soon after.
The groom’s sister gave a speech at the reception and ended it with “You can’t make a ho a housewife”, and literally dropped the mic and sat back down.
My cousin’s wedding reception. I was about 9, so my mom took me and one of my brothers home before the REAL fun started. While I was there, the MoH was absolutely hammered before entering the firehall, grabbed a $500 bottle of rum that was supposed to be raffled off to help with the couple’s honeymoon, and proceeded to CHUG a good third of the bottle. Had some rando teenager from the bride’s family (I’m related to the groom) try to hit on me for most of the reception because he refused to believe I was as young as I said I was (I’ve always been pretty tall).
WHAT I WASN’T THERE FOR BUT HEARD ABOUT IN THE MORNING:
DJ’s extremely inebriated ex-boyfriend showed up and harassed him (the DJ) for most of the night. Guests were fine with him until they started verbally screaming at each other, then my (also extremely inebriated) family tried to shoo the ex out. Got him outside the fire hall, ex took a swing at someone, pissed off my drunk redneck cousins, who took swings back. Ex runs, RIGHT INTO THE ROAD, gets hit by a car and flies into a ditch. He was ok, minus a broken arm, broken/bruised ribs, and was screaming about my “homophobic” family ganging up on him for no reason.
I used to work at a hotel doing weddings and saw many things, highlights include the wedding party minus the bride all breaking into the spa and sitting in the jacuzzi in all their clothes, a man who got extremely drunk and drew cartoons all over the expensive tablecloth, and then asked to buy it, and one time a three legged dog broke in and wouldn’t let any guests out of the room we were in
Bride was druuuunnnnnnnkkkkk like, whoa girl! Her dad basically had to carry her down the aisle with her brothers help. It was a surprise they went through with it!
I was 6 years old.
The Bride and some of her friends intervened and the women were physically removed from the wedding.
Edited to add: the women in question were arrested for it, after the one who was basically the ringleader was knocked out by the bride. They then spent the period from Saturday night until Monday morning in the cells.
The priest who was supposed to officiate the wedding was an old family friend but he fell ill so they had to send out another priest to do the wedding ceremony.
The ceremony starts and the new replacement priest launches into this 15 minute long sermon about how, according to God, the woman is supposed to be subservient to the man. This is not the brides vibe at all and all of us are sitting there simply just stunned at what the priest was saying waiting for the bride to snap and punch the dude in the throat.
To her credit she just stood there and listened but you could tell she was furious.
I’ll never forget the scene immediately afterwards as the bride stood there crying and a bunch of family members had the priest basically cornered chewing his a*s out for ruining the wedding.
Not a big deal.
Except every single one of his groomsmen brought it up during their speeches. Like, they felt the need to let everyone know that the groom had gotten laid before and now got to bang a virgin.
it was truly gross.
Before the wedding I overheard the groom's family calling the pride paranoid and selfish, and that she should have invited her dad. Obviously, they had never met him before.....
I (34M) caught the garter and a 16 year old girl whom I did not know caught the bouquet. A bunch of the wedding guests were loudly pressuring me to get up under the girl’s dress and put the garter on her leg. She was maybe a little on the spectrum and didn’t understand what was going on for a minute, then when someone explained to her what the people were yelling at me to do she looked like she was going to faint from shock and horror at the idea of it. I was like ABSOLUTELY NOPE and gave the garter back to the bride. The “put it on her leg!!” contingent was mostly boomer age ladies. 🙄
Turns out, they were the hired entertainment! It created quite a buzz of conversation once we had all processed what was happening. I've never seen anything else like it.
*Easily* over an hour after the supposed beginning of the service, other guests started to arrive. Then the bride and groom. Then as the service went on, including well after the bride and groom had walked down the isle, guests continued to arrive and shuffle about the church taking their places, saying hello to other guests, etc.
At the end of the service we all had to drive about 30 mins to a reception elsewhere. We arrived there a good *two hours* before the wedding party.
After the event, the bride realised that she'd sent the same invitation to her English and Nigerian guests and asked what time we got to the church. Apparently guests are traditionally so late to Nigerian weddings that it's usual to put a false start time on them, which in turn leads to everyone intentionally getting there well after the time they're given.
However the real WTF moment was at the reception where the bride and groom danced as guests approached one by one to shower them with money "make it rain" style. Again apparently not unusual at a Nigerian wedding, but 100% not what I'd expected.
It was a great wedding, it just would have been handy to know when to get there.
I ran into the groom about a decade later and he reported he was the proud dad of 4 kids and was still happily married. I hope for his wife’s sake that the marriage was a happy one and she wasn’t lying to him because she felt obligated to stay married.
Seemed like nice enough guy. They looked like an adorable couple. Brides dad was a total condescending d**k to staff and me the whole day and evening.
Overall there was an obvious tension the entire night though. At some point someone on one family side said something to someone else about 1am and a massive brawl started. This wasn’t teens fighting but 45-50 year old white bankers throwing down with stacked farm working and reservation living people. It was wild.
You’re going to ask - did I cut the music? Eff no. I was fed up. felt like a*s, and saw an opportunity so I threw on Kung Fu fighting and watched this brawl go down. Multiple cop cars (7-10?) multiple arrests. Didn’t get paid. Don’t care. Worth it.
The rich dad may have gained a son but he definitely lost that fight and a few teeth that day.
EDIT: I was asked via DM what was said. Not sure who said something first but I do know after asking during tear down that punches were thrown when one of the brides uncles told the grooms brother something around the vein of “Why don’t you go back to the rez to huff a litre” - so incredibly racist s**t. I’d have thrown down at that point too if I were him. So. Ya. Rich a******s gonna a*****e.
EDIT 2: To confirm the hockey player who commented on the fight winners - Yea the banker boys got their asses BEAT son. Lemme telll ya. Son son son. Wooo boy.
I was a bridesmaid in my sisters wedding, and I was robbed during the ceremony.
A homeless guy came into the church right before the ceremony started and stole my purse from the dressing room during the ceremony.
The guy actually returned to the scene of the crime with my purse, but took off when he realized we were looking for him. My dad, in his tux and fancy shoes, ended up chasing the guy and inadvertently herded him towards the cops who were responding. Turns out he had a ton of warrants for domestic violence, so off to jail he went.
Word got around at the reception and all the relatives were slipping me cash to make up for what the guy stole. I ended up profiting from being robbed!
The first “you may kiss the bride” the groom practically swallowed the bride’s face and it lasted a good eight to ten seconds. Her second wedding, his fourth. It was so cringy.
I went to a wedding where the whole thing was WTF. The bride was visibly pregnant (not a big deal), the flower girl was the daughter of the bride and the best man. The maid of honour was very pregnant and fainted during the ceremony, so her husband, the photographer got almost no photos of the wedding. It was an odd one.
Everyone's going to say a fight, and those are very much WTF.
However the fight I witnessed was between a man and a woman. Sure, notable...
However the woman had a previous career as a mud wrestler and had since moved on to bodybuilding.
Also, the man she was fighting was her brother who was three weeks out of rehab.
You may have witnessed a fight at a wedding but I witnessed an a*s-kicking the likes of which I have never, ever seen. That woman took him down and beat his a*s brutally and decisively, in heels and a tight dress.
When the cops came and both were being dragged off in cuffs she was able to get herself, in heels mind you, out of the main hall, down the front stairs and into the cruiser, with absolute grace and form.
Her brother had to be carried with occasional drops of blood-soaked tissue falling off behind him.
A White friend had a long term Black girlfriend.
The man's parents were renewing their vows, because they got papal permission to get married in a Catholic church.
The Black woman was specifically disinvited.
During the vows, a black cat showed up from who knows where, and walked up the aisle meowing.
Groom was drunk, standing on the hood of the bestman's car and hood surfing around the hotel parking lot. Groom ended up getting launched off the hood onto the asphalt. Bride and groom end up at ER and she has blood all over her dress. Kids... tsk, tsk, tsk.
Good friends wedding about 25 years ago. We were young and loved to party.
Bride and groom left the reception early to head out for the honeymoon.
A group of us took mushrooms, and we re drinking hard.
Close friend was a huge wrestling fan. Like WWF.
He was dancing with my GF.
Out of absolutely nowhere, he grabs my girl, picks her up, and legit suplexed her on the dancefloor.
Her head hit the floor, and she was lying there in a spaghetti strapped LBD with her eyes fluttering.
I put both my hands around his neck and tried with every ounce of strength I had to choke the life out of him.
Friends calmed us down, and he was escorted home.
It was the most insane thing ive seen at a wedding.
Bride and father didn't have a good relationship, the kind of relationship where he didn't bother to meet the groom until the wedding day, despite them being together 7-8 years in the same city.
At the first dance, the father pushed past the groom's mom to get obnoxiously close to take photos. Once he'd done that he tried to cut in on the groom. He was told absolutely not. Almost every video and photo of their first dance has the father lurking in it. There was not a parent dance. He spent the rest of the wedding complaining to the bride's brother that the bride didn't want to talk to him.
Bride and father saw each other at the brother's wedding the following year (where he behaved himself) and not since. Bride has a toddler now that will probably never meet his grandfather and fair enough.
The kid bearing the ring arrived at the altar with no ring on the little pillow, quick-thinking father of the groom substituted his own wedding ring (the ring was never found). Later in the ceremony the organist passed out slumped on the keyboard, treating us all to a glorious sustained cluster chord on the pipe organ.
Other highlights were the owner locking himself in his office to avoid the bride’s father because he was threatening him to haggle on the costs.
In the end we had to call the police because the bride in gown climbed over the bar to steal more sweet sweet MGD after we had closed the taps and the event was over.
Father of the bride gave a 10 minute long speech where he said if she wasn’t his daughter he’d marry her. While his wife stood right next to him.
My Nonna objected at my sisters wedding because she was marrying a progressive New York Jew and her grandchild would cease to exist if she married him.
Immediately after dinner half the reception (the bride’s family) got up en masse to go milk their cows. They were Amish or Mennonite. It occurred to me later that maybe they were really avoiding the dancing.
At my sister's wedding our step mum had found out what bridesmaid dresses for her children would be, she got her young daughter the same dress and kept pushing her daughter into the photos. Even the photographer told her to stop.
At the reception, they had live goldfish in bowls on each table. The groom got really drunk and ended up swallowing one of the goldfish for fun.
The groom went into the forest to talk with an acquaintance of his (I know, bad idea). After about 30 minutes, only the groom emerged from the forest, badly beaten and covered in blood, and there was no sign of the acquaintance. After many searched the forest, the acquaintance was also found beaten, and a quarter of the guests chased and confronted the assailants. It was chaotic.
I was back home to MC my cousin’s wedding to his very uptight bride about 15 yr ago. She’s SO uptight because her family is certifiably insane and she clings desperately to normalcy like it’s a life raft. Sometimes she clings a bit too hard and cracks under the pressure.
Well…the groom’s Dad and the bride get into a screaming match at the rehearsal. The minister refuses to move forward with the wedding until they do some emergency, on-site counselling. The rest of the wedding party is asked to leave. We wait for hours across the street at a coffee shop until we’re told to head to the reception venue. We had a dinner scheduled and we’re supposed to finish decorating. The bridal party and family finally show up just as the staff is about to lock us out for the night. We’ve had no dinner, no rehearsal, and the reception isn’t set up properly. I leave and meet an old friend for a late dinner.
The next morning I arrive at the church not entirely sure there’s going even BE a wedding. We do an impromptu rehearsal with the minister, and I head down to the basement to use the washroom before the guests start to arrive. There’s a weird, sickly sweet, chemically smell down there; I walk into the ladies room and find the bride’s father with a crack pipe in his hand. Settling his nerves, I guess? This sets the vibe for the rest of the day…
The ceremony goes surprisingly well, and we head to the reception. The hotel had just opened that week, this is the very first wedding they’ve held, and they’re clearly not ready yet: only one elevator is operational and the staff isn’t really trained.
The elevator broke, and the staff couldn’t figure out how to get food down from the kitchen to the ballroom, so they just stopped food service half way through the meal. The DJ played the wrong song for the first dance and the bride broke down in tears, ran out, and didn’t come back for an hour.The bartender kept setting up unlimited shots along the whole bar and leaving open bottles for guests to take (many of whom haven’t eaten).
I (the MC) start projectile vomiting because both my friend and I got horrendous food poising from our dinner the night before. I was in a long gown, and would go upstairs to a bathroom away from the party, undress, puke my guts out, re-dress, go back to complete part of the itinerary, and repeat.
In the meantime, everyone who wasn’t violently nauseous was getting absolutely hammered. The night culminated with my uncle punching his pregnant daughter in the face because she wouldn’t give him his motorcycle keys to ride away drunk. He then fell into a large sculpture and smashed it, causing the police to be called. He, of course, tried to fight the police.
The wedding was shut down because of the excess drunkenness just before midnight. I went back to my parents’ place and threw up for three more days.
And before you ask: yes, the bride and groom are still happily married. They have three kids; she dresses them like little Instagram models and is a wannabe “momfuencer”. They make TikToks.
Bride had two MOHs (one matron one maid) and groom had one best man. Groom has anxiety issues but an all around awesome human as is his wife (the bride). So the MOHs knew to keep the speeches short as groom would rather party with his bride everyone and keep the spotlight off of him. Both MOHs gave lovely speeches. Then came the BM. Who then passed the mic to the first GM who then proceeded to pass the mic along to the others. The bridesmaids starting freaking out and thankfully the fathers of the couple got up did a quick “thanks for coming we love you both let’s eat and be merry” and wrapped it up because what should’ve been maybe 10 minutes tops between the three speeches was going on 40 (I know this isn’t the worst out there, but 40 minutes of speeches when you’re hungry and the bar runs out of water and soda so you are left with very little patience)
One of the Bridesmaid got caught doing the nasty with the groom….. needless to say the wedding was called off and presents were picked up at the door when people left…. Most awkward thing ever since everyone was so confused.
My cousin (the bride) has some kind of disease (nothing immediately terminal but I think it’s one of those things where you slowly deteriorate unfortunately) so when she was getting married, they wanted to make it a huge event. My family is scattered across the country but we all made sure to make it there especially since my aunt and uncle put so much time, work, and money into planning it.
So, we’re all at this fancy country club with at least 200 people and halfway through the party, the bride disappeared. After a while I go to the bathroom and there she is, puking her guts out because she was taking shots of tequila since the MORNING when getting ready for the day. She never recovered that night so the toasts were never made and the cake had no cutting ceremony and my aunt and uncle were understandably pissed.
When I was my best friends MOH years later, I made sure to monitor the brides alcohol intake just in case
Everybody in the ceremony was standing on a raised platform -- like, 4 feet off the ground. One of the groomsmen, the bride's brother, was standing with his knees locked. (In the army, they tell you not to do that, because you end up fainting.) He fainted, and toppled off the platform. He landed on his head. Concussion, skull fracture, broken orbit and cheekbone, other messy stuff.
He got taken away in an ambulance. The rest of the bridal party got into cars and went to the hospital in full wedding regalia, to sit in the ER waiting room.
I don't remember the timing, but it must have happened after the Impressive Clergyman said "man and wife", because the wedding happened and they're still happily married. Oh yeah, and brother is fully recovered.
Might be late to this. But I've been working hotels for almost 20 years. Seen a lot of weddings. One of the craziest was a really redneck one. But they had an open bar... so... problems happened. One family insulted another. It wasn't even an insult really. It was over a football game. Little guy was talking a lot of smack and this big guy just grabs a bottle of beer and wacks the little guy across the dome hard. He goes down and it happened so fast. Big guy realized he f****d up and runs with his girl. About 30 minutes go by and the cops finally come. The ambulance guys said he was pretty much dead instantly. Cops take statements. Later that night while we were cleaning up, a detective comes by and rips out the carpet.
They eventually catch the guy a few states over. I had to ID him.
Again, this was one of the crazier ones. I'll have to tell you about the secial killer next.
My wedding... 2 things, 1 godbrother
1. Blew out a candle at the table super hard causing the wax to blow back in his face land all over his mustache and beard where it hardened on his face... everyone who saw it laughed and no one attempted to help him remove it. He was too drunk to notice.
2. Went next door to the empty conference room and pissed on the track where the wires were plugged in the floor for the equipment... this idiot "thought" he was in a really "nice" bathroom
We were at a resort in Mexico. I thought he was gonna get arrested, but they were cool, just took him back to his room.
He remembered nothing the next day.
The groom's father was drunk BEFORE the ceremony and got worse as the evening progressed. During the reception, the groom's mother locked herself in the bathroom while other women tried to coax her to come out. Several people on the bride's side were also fighting, I was asked to drive a terrified old lady home.
The couple divorced soon after.
The groom’s sister gave a speech at the reception and ended it with “You can’t make a ho a housewife”, and literally dropped the mic and sat back down.
My cousin's wedding reception. I was about 9, so my mom took me and one of my brothers home before the REAL fun started. While I was there, the MoH was absolutely hammered before entering the firehall, grabbed a $500 bottle of rum that was supposed to be raffled off to help with the couple's honeymoon, and proceeded to CHUG a good third of the bottle. Had some rando teenager from the bride's family (I'm related to the groom) try to hit on me for most of the reception because he refused to believe I was as young as I said I was (I've always been pretty tall).
WHAT I WASN'T THERE FOR BUT HEARD ABOUT IN THE MORNING:
DJ's extremely inebriated ex-boyfriend showed up and harassed him (the DJ) for most of the night. Guests were fine with him until they started verbally screaming at each other, then my (also extremely inebriated) family tried to shoo the ex out. Got him outside the fire hall, ex took a swing at someone, pissed off my drunk redneck cousins, who took swings back. Ex runs, RIGHT INTO THE ROAD, gets hit by a car and flies into a ditch. He was ok, minus a broken arm, broken/bruised ribs, and was screaming about my "homophobic" family ganging up on him for no reason.
I used to work at a hotel doing weddings and saw many things, highlights include the wedding party minus the bride all breaking into the spa and sitting in the jacuzzi in all their clothes, a man who got extremely drunk and drew cartoons all over the expensive tablecloth, and then asked to buy it, and one time a three legged dog broke in and wouldn't let any guests out of the room we were in
Bride was druuuunnnnnnnkkkkk like, whoa girl! Her dad basically had to carry her down the aisle with her brothers help. It was a surprise they went through with it!
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