My Cousin Jim got married in one of the big old Cathedral's in Pittsburgh a few years back. One of those huge places where every noise echo's for days. Well he has four brothers, all of whom were ushers in the wedding and his best friend Jim (yes tons of jims in attendance) was the best man.
Add those 6 to the 4 bridesmaids and maid of honor and the bride and needless to say it was a fairly large wedding party. Probably in the neighborhood of 150 to 200 guests, everything was very beautiful. The two tiny flower girls tossing flowers as they led the endless procession up the aisle were so adorable that the ladies in attendance started crying right off the bat.
The pipe organ blared the opening bars of "Here comes the Bride" we all turned our heads in unison, Grace looked positively stunning. She is a very tall Irish lass and made a very lovely bride. Her dress was gorgeous, I think the train of her gown must have been at least 20 feet in length. It all made for a very memorable moment.
She finally arrived at the front of the church after what seemed like hours, her father handed her off to my cousin, shaking Jim's hand and walking to his pew.
The entire Cathedral went totally silent, the Priest cleared his throat and then it happened, one of those moments to remember through eternity. The unmistakable sound of one of the hugest farts emanating from the grooms side of the wedding party. The reverberation rolled down the aisle and touched the back wall of the Cathedral, then headed back towards the alter where it seemingly (from the look on her face) hit the Bride between the eyes. I didn't think it was possible that the church could become any quieter than it was but believe me it did. After a moment (century) of very uncomfortable silence my cousin Jim (the groom) taking a visual ques from his bride to be turned and gave his younger brother Joe a look that could easily have made a mountain disappear.
Poor Joesph turning as red as a beet, just put his hand to his mouth and let out a very sheepish "OOPS"....Jim shot back almost instantly with
"DON'T SAY OOPS LIKE YOU JUST DROPPED A NICKEL" .
Oh my freaking god in heaven, after a few seconds of complete and deafening silence EVERYONE in the church started laughing I mean everyone....when the Priest finally got a little composure back he once again (and quite loudly) cleared his throat and started the service.
As you can well imagine; to this day, if you didn't just drop a nickel please don't try saying "oops" anywhere around any of my family. You will get laughed out of the building. Unless of course it is my cousins wife Grace, she is more apt to punch you in the nose.