A loaded 1911 is FAR SAFER than crapping in a public toilet.....
I'm in the local Kohls last winter, get the urge and decided that I ain't gonna make it home in time so I take the plunge and head to the head. Two stalls, one occupied, the place is a mess, really nasty.
I remove the 1911, look for a place to put it and there isn't a horizontal surface other than the floor so I drop the mag and rack the slide to catch the cartridge. Lord knows what the guy next to me thought but I'll be damned if I'm gonna sit there cocked and locked. Anyway, I take care of my business and reach for the paper. It's about a foot out of reach and real low near the floor so I have to get up and bend over (bad hip don't bend too good) to get enough to wipe my backside, fumbling with my pistol and cursing under my breath for the dipshit that designed the crapper and the moron who mounted the TP dispenser thingy.....
All the while, the guy nest to me is having some sort of explosive, monster of a dump.....I finish up, reload and swore to the porcelain god that I will never, ever, ever, ever use a public restroom again. I crap my pants first...