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A person who’s “friends” talk to them if they want to skip the lunch line (or when they otherwise need something) but is ignored otherwise
"I feel like I'm just a lunch line friend to the others."
Im just gonna eat you up baby
Did you see that guy today
Yea he was lookin like lunch
Lunch money list- "defined as; (at any given time)- an individual felt like taking the monetary value one possesses for payment of lunch/dinner items, he/she will do so in a swift and abrupt use of violent or intimidating force"
Wow, Pete just deadlifted 500lbs. It doesn't matter though bro, that short chode is still on the lunch money list.
An event created, to allow middle aged working men to come together for a dirty lunch break usually consisting of fast food moaning about their miserable lives and considering faking their own deaths.
99% of attendee's appreciate and respect its rules of men only, no clingers on. But there's always one who thinks every so often its a fine idea to bring his family along thus ruining the bonding experience.
Alex : " fancy a boys lunch club next week"
Andy: "yeah im in, let me block out my diary"
Simon: "yeah im in, but im bringing my kids. is that ok ?"
nobody says anything
but no simon that isnt ok, you are ruining the point of boys lunch club.
In business, when a competitor is interested in your product and service, but goes to another company, they are "eating your lunch." This happens often when a company strategy or branding is weak — the prospect is interested in what you sell, perhaps because of your marketing...hits your website... but they are not engaged. Their reaction is lukewarm, or "I don't get it." They don't know why they should pursue their interest in your product or service. So they go elsewhere. And your competition eats your lunch. (What's for dinner?!)
If you don't engage your prospects and prospects on your website, your competitors will eat your lunch.
When a man puts his head between a woman's legs, but doesn't perform cunnilingus.
"I was so drunk last night, I tripped and fell head first into some chick's crotch. She totally gave me a lunch meat toupee!"
Where you are sad you ate what you did for lunch and know you will pay for it in the bathroom later.
Jeremy - "What's wrong Alan?"
Alan - "I'm dealing with Post Lunch Depression after the fried chicken I ate."