Nah. We just have to register 'em. Firearms just don't satisfy the blood-lust the same way. I prefer this method of execution. Not only is the sword excellent at piercing their cold hearts, this allows plenty of time to look into their eyes and call them motherf&%$ing dogs and tell them how you will have your way with their sisters before they die and go to Hell. They can then see the life seeping out of them into the dust before the axe efficiently relieves them of their heads to roll in the mud and be devoured by jackels.
You left out the part about pouring pig's blood into their wounds and telling them that the 72 virgins would all look like Janet Reno.
Now that they've got your guns registered, they know exactly where to come and pick them up when they're ready, though, don't they? That and the cold makes me glad my grandfather sought his fortune by leaving Novia Scotia and moving further south, but it's good to know there are folks like you still up there.