There are two wedding stories I heard years ago. I doubt that they are true, but the storytellers insisted that they were.
First story: The intended groom was attending his bachelor party the night before the wedding. He got completely soused, and his buddies got him to the airport in time to catch a flight to Chicago. They asked a flight attendant to keep an eye on him as he was getting married the next day. When the flight arrived, the guy was pretty much still out of it, so the flight attendant took him to her apt. and let him sleep it off on her sofa. She woke him up the next morning, and he asked, “Where am I?” She told him not to worry; he was in Chicago, and had several hours before the wedding. Unfortunately, the wedding was being held back in Virginia. This was pre-cellphone days, so he needed to track down a family member and explain the situation. The wedding was delayed, but it went on, despite the bride being quite miffed with his groomsmen for their prank.
Second story: After the bride walked down the aisle, she asked the minister if she could say a few words first. This wasn’t in the rehearsal, so caught off-guard, he agreed. The bride turned to the congregation and said, “I would like to thank you all for your support and time for being here today. And I would especially like to thank the maid of honor for sleeping with the groom last night.” And then she walked back down the aisle.