Another Birthday Celebration to Remember

We've had a really busy weekend and it's finally time to be settling down. We had so much fun yesterday. My sisters came in and we celebrated my mom's birthday and took her out to lunch. It was fun and all but at the very end when we were leaving the restaurant, my older sister walks out of the bathroom and goes out the front doors. Well, it's double doors so this guy is standing there holding the door for all of us and he looks down and I look at his face and see his eyes get big and I look down and I just died laughing. I fell back on the doors and was laughing so hard I just doubled-over and was in between laughing, crying and almost peeing in my pants. My sister had toilet paper stuck to the bottom of her shoe and it was a huge, really long piece. This guy is just mortified and I was laughing hysterically. I think he thought I was the most cold-hearted person because I was laughing at a stranger. But no! I was laughing at my poor sister who was oblivious to the whole thing. My other sister (I have 5) saw me laughing inside the doors, looked down and saw the toilet paper and she started laughing and screaming "Get my camera! Get my camera!" This is the sister who was walking out ahead of us bitching the whole time, "Why didn't anybody tell me I had chocolate gelato all over my shirt?? HUH, why didn't anybody tell me?" Well, that shut her up about the chocolate all over her shirt (ever hear of a napkin?) because then she was laughing hysterically and all of a sudden she started taking snapshots of my other sister's foot with the toilet paper. Oh no folks, it gets better! My sister with the toilet paper on her foot is yelling for us to get it off but all three of us and my mom were laughing so hard so she leans on my mom (who weighs like 85 pounds and is pretty old) for support while she gets the paper off her shoe and squishes my mom's take out container and as we're laughing and looking over at them, something starts spraying down in between them onto my mom's legs and the ground. One sister is screaming and the other is saying "momma's juice, momma's juice" and I'm saying "Who's juice? What juice?" Turns out my mom decided to bring her linguine with clams and clam sauce home and it was now all over them. Too much happening too fast. I swear, we all needed Depends. My poor mom was wet and we were wondering why the other sister would use her for support. Note to self: Do not lean on elderly mother when in need of support when you outweigh her by many, many pounds!