Our Privacy Statement

What we do in the privacy of our own home is none of your… Oh, wait. You mean your privacy?

No information that could be used to uniquely identify you as a result of your use of our stations inside the store is ever released to anyone, with the possible exception of aiding law enforcement officials in pursuit of alleged criminals. Or your Mom, because it’s about the same anyway.

As far as this website goes, we’re collecting only your email address if you sign up for our newsletter. We could load up an attorney’s purse and end up with a bunch of privacy statement hooey no one will read, but we decided to speak English instead:

We worked hard to con you out of your precious email address and we’re not gonna sell it to any body. It’s ours and we’re the only ones who get to spam you with it.
If you want to crawl under a rock, you can get off the list. Just tell us you want to unsubscribe.

Our emails are directed at gamers. They can be a little, um, direct at times. If that offends you, you should probably complain, then maybe unsubscribe.

If you are under 18, don’t have a sense of humor or your Mom’s permission, or your parole officer told you to stay off the Internet, then sign up for this newsletter at your own risk.

Anything we say or refer to in our emails is milder than what’s on Fox every single night. You don’t like them, turn it off. Same goes for our stuff.

If you are under the age of 13, then you should be at the Barney site or the Teletubby site, but definitely not here unless your parents say it’s OK. And have a permission slip. Signed by the mayor. And a federal judge. And two witnesses.