Wait a minute guys, we need him for this wedding. He's the groom...
Just another example in my long line of evidence that flower girls secretly conspire to ruin weddings.
Let's hope not too many golfers witnessed this little spill.
You see... you got so excited that you got the piggyback who-carried-who backwards. Happens to the best of us, really.
Nothing brings a family together like collectively knocking out Aunt Jeanine.