Every wedding reception and quinceanera I work, there is at least 1 drunken uncle/aunt that has to be hauled off before that do something that has them punched out by their own family. It's either a small guy in boots with an extra 5 inches of wood at the tip cussing me out in Spanish cuz he thinks I don't understand (pero entiendo todos, entiendes mendes?) or a drunken aunt in a nice shiny dress who is trying her best to not move, which doesn't work cuz I'll just lift her off the ground and stiff-arm carry her outside. I've never had the pleasure of having to haul off a drunken pole dancing cutie, and never have I ever seen the epic awesomeness/tragedy that took place on that film!
Having said that, I bet the bride really regrets begging her husband and parents to have an outside reception. Indoor receptions, people: There are no bugs, restrooms are nearby, and you can't knock down the pillars by jumping on them like a possessed stripper!