This isn't really about unruly guests, but it's a funny wedding story.
DH really wanted the son of one of his mentors as the ring bearer at our wedding, so I agreed, provided that the real ring was secure in the Best Man's pocket, and not on the pillow. It's a good thing I insisted, because as Jimmy came down the aisle, the fake ring rolled off the pillow under the pews on the groom's side of the church. Luckily, he was almost to the altar and the ring had momentum - DH's father grabbed it as it rolled by his feet and passed it up to the Best Man. When it came time to exchange rings, Jimmy was horrified to realize that he didn't have the ring anymore and proceeded to check the floor all around him, his pockets and asked everyone around him (in a stage whisper) if they had the ring. In the meantime the rings were blessed and exchanged with the little glitch that the Best Man pulled the fake ring out of his pocket and gave it to the minister, who took it without really looking at it. Best Man realized his mistake, reached out to take the ring back while the minister insisted on holding on to it. This little tug-of-war went on for about 30 seconds (it seemed like an eternity!) when I reached out, grabbed the fake ring, jammed it on my thumb and gave the Best Man a look that said "come up with my ring or die right here and now!" He found it right away and the ceremony went on without further ado.
Later at the reception, my mother, who had a front row seat to the whole fiasco, and I were laughing about it when DH asked what was so funny. We said "Jimmy and the ring!" DH looked perplexed and had absolutely no idea what we were talking about. He was oblivious to the whole episode!
Queen Colleen