The chicken shits ran out the back door while they had a chance. This is what pitchforks and torches looks like today!
Pitchforks and torches baby, Pitchforks and torches!
They're trying to kill here's quickly as possible to get a replacement seated under the wire.
They likely decided amongst themselves during their second break in the meeting. They could tell it was not going to get any better. Easier to cut out early while the parents awaited their turn to continue the weenie roast.