Time was running out. We were on the move though. Jeff and Crazy Jim were with me, along with big Billy Bob. Billy bob weighed every bit of a Mach trucks engine and he knew it! I'd watch him fight and he wouldn't even throw a punch. He would just fall onto if the inmate instantly shattering ribs like he was snapping crackers in half. A good friend to have, but not too bright. I think his mother vagina fed him instead of breast milk. As for Jeff he was the “brains" and knew how to crack any security code, and was a mental genius, but unfortunately he couldn't kill a fly on the wall, let alone survive much longer without his booty hole being stretched out by big hubba and the horny rapists. Crazy Jim was basically just a lunatic who taunted death and loved him some violence. I watched him chew a man's ear off for asking him “what did you say?" He chewed it off , blood squirted out as Jim shook and ripped like a rabid dog with a squirrel in its mouth. “Get a new one, because these are fucking useless!" Jim then spit it onto the floor before being tackled by the prison “foot ball team" (that's what we called them) Billy Bob had already “silenced" 3 of the 15 working guards on the floor. Crazy Jim took two more out before collecting a set of keys for each of us. The plan was to make it to cellblock 13 (which was death row) and into the lethal injection seat. Security was minimal in that area. Three gaurds at most. We had each taken the uniforms of four of the five dead guards. Billy Bobs uniform was working overtime trying to contain all that blubber love. For the most part the other inmate were sleeping. They had no idea what was going on. For those that did, Crazy Jim had put them into the meat grinder and pizza dough tosser.(as Jim worked in the kitchen) I'm glad I skipped dinner that day. As we came up to death row.... We heard the screech of a service radio. “copy that, we are heading that way as we speak.” Nothing could compare to the look on these pigs faces as they stumbled into 4 crazed inmates. The first guard went for his gun as I pulled the “pleasure popper"on the 12 gauge , instantly releasing enough explosive power that it blew his nutsack out his buttcrack and left nothing a but a stain on the wall behind. “That wasn't a happy thought now was it?" the guard dropped to the floor in agony. At the same moment Crazy Jim took a bite out of the neck of the guard holding the radio. The guard gargled and choked on his own blood as it sprayed all over the wall. Billy Bob ,on the other hand was giving his guard a bear hug. “Awe , I think he likes you " I said laughing as Billy Bob turned the guard into a human crunch bar. No nuts was waiting, so I put the 12 gauge to his dome. “We are going to need car keys, phones, wallets, and Uniforms, except you no nuts I don't think we can sew that up As Josh/Jeff and I went into the security room to unlock doors and turn off cameras, crazy Jim had drug the guards or what was left of them into the basement. He covered them in liter fluid and had a roast. I'm not totally certain he didn't eat them , crazy fuckin cannibals! Bubba was in the Ammo locker filling a dolly full of automatic m16s , 12 gauges , 9s ,and a few 44 mags. It was on! Jeff powered down the anti escape system to give us a 30 minute window. He even managed to shut down the guard towers and auto lock the doors. As well walked out into the parking lot I decided on three vehicles. The inmate bus (which had heavy armor and could be used as a home if need be), a police cruiser Charger, and the third being an Unmarked explorer. Jeff and I would meet up with “the boys” at our rendezvous point.