A Disaster At Every Turn
Years ago, I was part of a wedding where the bride was actually fairly reasonable considering her biological father showed up very drunk, the preacher got sick, there was a storm that knocked out all the power to the church;
Her aunt and mother-in-law fought the entire time, two relatives wore white—with veils—in the audience, and the catering company was late. But really, that was just the beginning of the nightmare.
The groom was the one who lost his mind. He insisted on a Scottish-themed wedding of sorts, but it wasn’t authentic Scottish, more like a fantasy version of Braveheart.
Some of the groomsmen apparently refused to wear “a dress” (tartans), so he threw them out of the wedding only hours before, including his best man.
He then switched his best man to his soon to be brother-in-law, who had a Mohawk and face piercings.
This 17-year-old BIL was pretty stoked, but not taking it seriously, and goofing around with a decorative sword until he accidentally hit the bride in the back of the head. She said she was fine, but she was so, so wrong.
When it came time for the couple to get into a limo (that, by the way, didn’t show up), the bride got into a guest’s Buick.
That’s when somebody realized that the back of her wedding dress was stained with a hefty amount of blood. It turned out that being whacked by the sword had actually cut into the back of her scalp.
She got patched up and went on to her honeymoon suite, but apparently the bride and groom had such a big fight that the bride packed her stuff and stayed at her maid of honor’s house.
The next morning, she came back, and everyone just kind of blamed it on her head wound. But that’s not even the craziest part:
The marriage ended three years later. But not just because of their fighting: the groom ended up sleeping with that brother-in-law and came out of the closet. Story credit: Reddit / punkwalrus