Imagine the scene: a routine medical check in Toulouse, France, turns into a full-scale evacuation when doctors discover an eight-inch live World War I artillery shell lodged in a man’s rectum. Yes, you read that right—not a prop, not a dud, but a bona fide explosive relic from the trenches, complete with potential to turn the ER into a crater. French authorities confirmed the shell was real, forcing the hospital to clear out while bomb disposal experts gingerly extracted it. The patient, whose identity and motives remain a mystery (though speculation runs wild from drunken dares to extreme kink), survived without detonation, but the incident begs the question: how does one even acquire such a thing in gun-grabby Europe?

This isn’t just a bizarre headline grabber; it’s a stark reminder of the absurd lengths people go to when denied safe, legal access to firepower. In France, where civilian gun ownership is strangled by draconian licensing and storage laws—think mandatory safe inspections and ammo rationing—folks are improvising with century-old ordnance in the most undignified way possible. Contrast that with the U.S., where 2A protects our right to own modern, inspected firearms and ammo without rectal roulette. No background checks for black powder replicas here, and certainly no dodging live shells up forbidden orifices. It’s a hilarious yet horrifying exhibit of prohibition’s pitfalls: when the state hoards the tools of self-defense and sport, the black market fills the void with literal bombs in butts.

For the 2A community, the implications are crystal clear—cherish your rights, stock your safe legally, and leave the WWI relics to museums. This Toulouse tale underscores why an armed populace thrives on regulated markets, not underground absurdities. Train responsibly, vote to protect your arsenal, and maybe chuckle at the Frenchman’s folly while counting your blessings under the Second Amendment. Stay strapped, stay safe, and never let bureaucracy turn your hobbies into hazmat ops.