You're listening to the micro version of the Savage Lovecast at Savage.love.

If you're stuck in a relationship quandary, or if you're looking for sexual harmony,

well, there's nothing you can't ask on the Savage Lovecast.

So there's what I wanted to talk about at the top of this week's show, and then there's

what I kind of gotta talk about at the top of this week's show.

Here's what I wanted to talk about.

And what I would have talked about exclusively at the top of this week's show if we lived in a country where a right once secured, like the right to control your own reproductive system or the right to vote or the right to marry, was actually secure.

You know, if it was recognized as a right that, while perhaps long denied, now that it has been secured, cannot be yanked away.

If that was the country we lived in, then I could dedicate the entirety of the opening of this week's installment of my dirty little sex advice podcast to the bomb squad that was called into a hospital in Gloucestershire in the

UK after a man walked in with a bomb or waddled in with a bomb because this bomb wasn't

strapped to this man's chest. This bomb was in his butt and it wasn't your average bomb. It was a World War II mortar shell in his butt. And it wasn't your average bomb. It was a World War II mortar shell

in his butt. How'd that happen? Well, the man claims he was clearing out something, a shed,

a drawer, a kitchen cabinet. The stories don't say what when he found this mortar shell during the clearing out process.

And that's an enormous anti-tank bomb used in World War II, mostly in Africa.

And so he carefully set this mortar shell on the floor and then very clumsily fell on it, he says, causing it to lodge itself in his rectum.

So how'd that happen?

He didn't do it.

Gravity did it.

All the stories I could find about this described the man as a military enthusiast, which would seem to be putting it mildly.

This happened. This man waddled into a hospital with a bomb in his

ass. A month after the publication of what was regarded at the time a month ago, forgive me as a

bombshell report itself about the amount of money Britain's National Health Service spends every year

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