I reveal, for the first time, the inner workings of a super-secret society.

[ 001 ] [ 640 | 1024 | 1600 ] The "Lunch Club" rules.

[ 002 ] [ 640 | 1024 ] Leaving for a "Lunch Club" outing.

[ 003 ] [ 640 | 1024 ] I sneak a picture from behind a jeep.

[ 004 ] [ 640 | 1024 ] "Lunch Club" walks across the parking lot.

[ 005 ] [ 640 | 1024 ] It's like I'm invisible or something. I get this pic from behind a pole.

[ 006 ] [ 640 | 1024 ] This putrid pool of water has caused "Lunch Club" grief for many years.

[ 007 ] [ 640 | 1024 ] "Lunch Club" in formation.

[ 008 ] [ 640 | 1024 ] My shadow came along for the trip.

[ 009 ] [ 640 | 1024 ] Anton and Mark take an alternate route in front of Wendy's for security reasons.

[ 010 ] [ 640 | 1024 ] "Lunch Club" enjoys capitalism in all of its forms.

[ 011 ] [ 640 | 1024 ] The driver of this car accosted "Lunch Club" (much to his chagrin).

[ 012 ] [ 640 | 1024 ] Traffic stands still so "Lunch Club" can cross the street.

[ 013 ] [ 640 | 1024 ] Three esteemed members of "Lunch Club" contemplate life as they walk.

[ 014 ] [ 640 | 1024 ] China Sea has never been a "Lunch Club" destination for some reason.

[ 015 ] [ 640 | 1024 ] "Lunch Club" is serious business.

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[ 017 ] [ 640 | 1024 ] Edmo guards the rear.

[ 018 ] [ 640 | 1024 ] The destination is near.

[ 019 ] [ 640 | 1024 ] Chesters! Woot!

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[ 021 ] [ 640 | 1024 ] Following a "Lunch Club" tradition, MarkM thinks up a fake name to give when he places his order.

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[ 023 ] [ 640 | 1024 ] JayF has a translucent arm.

[ 024 ] [ 640 | 1024 ] "Lunch Club" consumed 20 gallons of iced tea.

[ 025 ] [ 640 | 1024 ] The men of renown discuss weighty issues of the day.

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[ 028 ] [ 640 | 1024 ] My lunch was on BrianB this day, a birthday present.

[ 029 ] [ 640 | 1024 ] Fake names given by "Lunch Club" members for security/secrecy reasons.