Humiliate My Parents, Lose Your Bride

At the wedding toast, the moment my parents lifted their cups, the flute burst.

Red wine mixed with cream and hot sauce exploded across them, head to foot.

My mother's new gown was soaked through in an instant, cream clinging to her hair.

My father instinctively reached to shield her, stepped on a shard of broken porcelain, and went down hard onto the floor.

Sophia Chase, Donald Weiss's secretary, was laughing so hard she could barely stand.

"Oh my! They look like two big clumsy water buffalo!"