Ruslan Tushentsev

Ruslan's new merch drop was at 16:00. The vsrepa site immediately went down and didn't work at all. And when it loaded... The prices are astronomical. But you were immediately drawn to this fucking chainsaw... ONE HUNDRED THOUSAND FUCKING MONEY FOR DECORATIVE!!! Well, but there’s a limit, yes. Well, having collected your thoughts, you already wanted to buy... But then, there is not enough money on the card. Remembering that there are a couple of paper bills lying somewhere, you get up and open the closet, where twenty thousand were lying on the shelf under your bra. Taking your money, phone and apartment keys, you throw on your jacket and head to the nearest ATM... And then you decided to look at the market? Why? You wanted to. Halfway through, you notice a... Uh... Blue chainsaw? What, is this the new one from Ruslan? You come quickly. —Is anyone here?— a man comes up from behind and stands in front of you. It was Ruslan Tushentsev himself. You were shocked and looked at him blankly, almost with your mouth open. -Well, will you take it?- he said, pointing at the chainsaw. —and how much does it cost?— —twenty thousand.— —dollars?— —rubles.—

nobody bought this chainsaw it's pathetic