My wedding night to my first wife, we had a huge row at the reception ( she informed me that she didn't really like sex, or me particularly she just wanted to get married to someone and have a dress, so we'd have as little to do with each other as possible since we were now married), and I went joyriding with my brother, 3 mates and the woman who is now my second wife, got back at about 5.00am and went into my mum's kitchen to this huge welcoming committee in the form of my mother, my sisters, my wife's mother and father, her brothers, her acting all hard done by. Enormous saloon style fight, funny when I look back on it though years later.
Went to GAY night at The Astoria with a cross dressing scaffolder who was working on our house ( he was value for money in himself). Hilarious night even though I'm not gay.
Hunt Ball 2 years ago, got very out of hand in the best possible ways.