Mad John Rackam burst through the doors of the chapel
"Am I too late?" He yelled. "I brought some cake!" offering up a grubbby, shapeless bag with something lumpy inside, he added "And I ain't had a drink yet, either!", casting a beady eye around the room to see if anyone could guess the truth...
Finally, he spotted the bride and immediately exhausted his wedding repertoire...."Ya look great darlin'!" This having been all carried out to his great satisfaction, Mad John grinned widely and staggered to the nearest pew, wondering what time the bar would open..