I got the giggles at my 2nd wedding because the jamaican vicar, a dead ringer for Trevor MacDonald, got my name wrong throughout the ceremony (maybe that means I wasn't officially married?) - he married me in the name of Trenda. (It's Trina).
Also the 'wedding guests' consisted of hunky germans in very brief pink speedos, and half-naked people everywhere. And a caribbean steel band who were stoned and played 'Oh come all ye faithful' as I walked up the aisle (garden path) with my son....