So my friends and I came up with this Last Supper ( no religious meaning behind it at all by the way) celebration. We basically gather twice a month, every two weekends, and eat as much as we can and just celebrate... life? 

So far this has been going on for a couple of years now. We all exercise and are in good shape, some could say, but as much as I enjoy having a beer and eating all the buffalo wings I can eat twice a month... I'm ditching it this spring. Fun times. But it's time to move on!