My first marriage, I did the BIG Wedding, Tux, and the whole nine yards. I married my shooting partner's daughter....he tried to warn me.
Groom's cake had a shotgun and Ducks on it. Most folks knew I was a shotgunner, a shooter. Those that didn't soon found out.
Speech time: I tossed the Orange Sugar cookie to my FIL "Pull-it" I said. FIL said "DUSTED" as he caught the cookie. That got everyone's attention.
I simply thanked all in attendence, appreciated the gifts and well wishes. I stepped aside and My FIL ( still eating the cookie) Finished the Speech. Short and sweet about how he and competed, his daughter's accomplishments, then he said - enough of this - Let's eat! The room of folks laughed, they just "knew" something funny was going to happen. We had that kind of reputation. The orange cookie to represent a clay target - had them in stitches.
The wife knew nothing of 'our plans' . She was smiling and laughing...
Now we had promised to NOT shove cake into each other's face. There is 'that' moment - milliseconds of hesitation, wonder and apprehension, the room was dead quiet, arms intertwined, cake in hand...
From the crowd I hear " $100 bucks if you do it" - another " I'll see your $100 and raise you $200."
Wife asks " you talking to me or him" - her green eyes were dollar signs by this time, and she was serious.
Rich , miserly Grandma " Not at my Grandaughter's Wedding you won't $400 if you don't" . Her Uncle ( whom I liked) " to heck with Grandma $500 if you do."
" I piped up " Do I hear a Thousand?" - That was the first time she as my wife stepped on my foot - I distinctly remember .
No we did not shove the cake. I was given $500 from the Uncle. He was going to give that amount anyway.
We counted money at the hotel. I had been given $2k, she another $1k.
We had paid for our own Wedding and honeymoon. About $11k all total.