James V Nutley wrote:

Jim: "They are my movers, Horatio.
Behold, from this fine FFML, I soon shall unsubscribe."

Horatio: "What!"

Sir Kleppe: "No!'

Various FFMLers: "HUZZAH!"
                 "FREEDOM FROM MOKONATORS!"
                 "GET THEE GONE QUICKLY, RANTING FOOL!"
                 "BURMA SHAVE!"

Sir Wilde, standing amidst the hordes with a sheet of Bristol board in
hand:

"I GUESS HE DOESN'T WANT THAT URD-SPANKING SCENE PAINTING FROM 'A PLAGUE
OF SKULDS,' DOES HE..."
 

Jim: "Only that last taunt causes me to cringe,
But were good service done me, even if hate to hear it.
'nere the less, I SHALL RETURN!"

Various FFMLers: "AAWWWWWWWW!  NUTS!"

Sir Wilde (aside): "Maybe he does..."
 

Sir Williamson: "Shall we not hear thy explanation?"

Jim: "But of course.  I have accepted a new job,
and must relocate and retrain.  Two to Four
months shall I be absent, while I move out
of my current place and find a new one, and
while I qualify to stand my new watches.
But when these things are done, I shall once more
the FFML's revels keep."

Sir Wilde: "Details man! Details!!"
 

Sir Williamson: "Some of us shall miss thee,
so hurry to return."

Jim: "I shall indeed, but for now, I must depart.
Move ye my marker on thy map, Sir Kleppe, to Prospect Harbor, Maine.
THE PRINCE OF RANT GOES FORTH!

Sir Wilde (calling out as the Prince and Company depart): "So how long
will the Prince be remaining in Vegas?"

Jamie
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