When the doves he spent so much money on (and bragged about endlessly) refused to fly during their ceremony kiss. the handler was awkwardly pushing the doves out of the cage to try to encourage them to fly and they just hopped onto the ground and walked around looking for crumbs. something in me just knew the universe was making a point.

Not as the guest but as the "minister" (I got ordained online a few weeks before.) My best friend was marrying this guy that still hadn't told his family that she was 3 months pregnant or that they were getting married. So 20 minutes before the wedding in my living room, I was talking to the groom and he said, "yeah but what if it all goes wrong?" And I said, "totally fair. But what if it all goes right?" Left him to smoke his cigarette and call his mom who joined us on face time for the wedding. I remember asking my friend before all of this, "hey girl, I'm in no matter what, but are you sure?"

Anyways she spent 5yrs trying to get divorced from him and he kept blaming the failing marriage on the lack of god at their wedding. Not the cheating, illegal substance use and financial control lmao.

The groom projectile vomited during her vows for a full 10 minutes... the bride kept going and said her vows to the guests lol.

The groom kept calling his wife a “stupid woman” to her face. .

The groom said I guess instead of I do.

When the groom shoved wedding cake into his new wife's mouth hard enough to give her a bloody lip and kept pushing her backwards until she fell and broke her wrist.

The groom was crying, the bride said "I really hope these are happy tears", but something just told me that they weren't. They were separated 3 months later.

We were placing bets in the parking lot before the reception, and then the groom's mom introduced me to some family as "the one M should have married". I was married holding my infant, and M and I had never dated. Lasted about a year (their wedding, mine is 19 years and counting, happily!).

We had a destination wedding to New Orleans and somehow the grooms mistress was on the same flight...

The bride danced by herself to I Will Survive.

When I heard that the groom invited his best buddy and his gf to come on the honeymoon with them.

I showed up to photograph the getting ready part of the day, and the mother of the bride came up and said, ‘The storm has passed! We’re good to go!’ I asked what she meant. Apparently the bride and groom got into a fight the night before (after the rehearsal) and said they were calling off the wedding… but never mind! They did not last a year.

The groom's daughter announced at the reception that she got married to the brides ex boyfriend (groom is 45, bride is 25, daughter is 23, ex boyfriend is 25.

The bride was barely paying attention during their vows, messed around rolling her eyes while the vicar was talking about love and god and whatnot (it was her church), and only lasted about 30 seconds into the first dance before she went and danced with her friends instead. Turned out, to no one’s surprise, she was already cheating on him before they got married.

None of us had met my friends fiancee prior to the wedding. We all immediately knew, but especially when we were all hanging out after the ceremony and someone mentioned something during a story she (the bride) was telling and she yells "DO NOT INTERRUPT ME WHILE I AM TALKING!", and then goes back to telling her story. Everyone froze, including her friends. My friend who married her claims thats the first time he really saw her true self (they only dated 6 months before getting engaged).

Surprisingly the wedding lasted 5 (miserable) years.

I sang at the wedding. As I went through the reception line, the bride hugged me and said, “That was lovely. You can sing at my next wedding too!”.

When my cousin and his wife entered the reception to the WWF theme Let’s Get Ready To Rumble. The marriage lasted two months.

In both vows, they apologized for previous and vow not to commit domestic v****e anymore


Everyone was mouth open in shock.

We were only at the reception. The bride was 5 months pregnant and drinking. The groom was extremely intoxicated from multiple substances. They danced once, but not for the whole song, and spent most of the reception apart, with their respective friend groups.

The Bride's daughter (6yo from previous relationship) asked the bride for water and she screamed "Shut Up! You are the reason I am in therapy!" in front of a big group of guests, then the bride went back to socializing.

They had two fights during the ceremony.

One was during the vows, he was wearing sunglasses (outdoor wedding) and she ripped them off and said “you will look me in the eye when you say this.” The second was during the ring exchange. He said he couldn’t wear it because he couldn’t wear it at work and she said “well you aren’t at work now, are you”

Other highlights of the wedding: he wore jeans, a leather vest, no shirt; all the bridesmaids were barefoot; the ONLY drinks were bud lite in the bed of the pickup which was filled with ice (there were kids at the wedding but frick their needs I guess); and a motorcycle shaped grooms cake.

People do not believe me when I say how redneck my family is.

The bride’s vows were all about how much she loved him. The groom’s vows were all about how he had to tolerate her. He sucked.

Groom giving more attention to his mom than the bride.

One of the biggest misconceptions is that people from completely different backgrounds can’t get along.

My fiancé is a nerdy white guy and has been in a notoriously rough jail for the past seven months. I never thought I’d be able to say this, but he started a Dungeons & Dragons group there and became the Dungeon Master. People of all different ages, backgrounds, and life experiences came together. He taught everyone how to play and create their characters, and now they run campaigns every day with basically no resources. The jail is as bare bones as it gets, so I’m on the outside constantly looking up rules, lore, and mechanics and sending him whatever he needs so he can build campaigns. Somehow I’ve become a long-distance DnD support person, despite having never played DnD in my life. Recently, his federal charges were dropped, and now the other inmates are worried he’s going to leave without teaching them how to run their own games. So now he’s teaching them how to be Dungeon Masters too.
Since he started the group, the amount of frustration and violence between inmates has noticeably gone down.