Walk down the aisle to the Imperial Theme from Star Wars.
Walk down the aisle to any John Williams music.
No, not the music from the Cantina either.
No, not Indiana Jones either. Or any music from Star Trek.
No “One Ring” references.
No shouting “Khaaaaaaannn!!!” at any time.
HER: God! I’m marrying a dork!
Not allowed to shake down guests for money.
No, you’re not wearing Converse.
Mike had better keep his clothes on. Brian too.
Not allowed to call her cousin “dorkbutt”.
Not allowed to walk down the aisle to “My Victim” by the Supersuckers.
Not allowed to instigate piracy against any of the boats in the marina
I’m not actually the Center Of The Universe.
I will not actually “Rule With An Iron Fist” once we are married.
If you think it’s funny, you’re not allowed to do it.
Not allowed to drink “too much whisky”.
UPDATE:
No, you’re not playin Jimmy Buffet, either.