Russ is even secretly building an army of space monkeys...
Killbat, I think you have confused Russ with the Wicked Witch of the West.
This is quite understandable. I can picture him waving his arms in front of a crystal ball, shrieking
"I'll get you, [fill in name], and your little dog, too."
I wouldn't mess with Russ's broom for a shipload of ruby slippers.