I used to have a standard sized copy of a Remington two shot der(r)inger, that was chambered for .357.
Talk about a hand stinger.
The first, and only, time I tried a .357 in it, instead of the less painful .38s, the plastic imitation grips fractured and I bled.
The only guy dumber than whoever decided to make that gun, was me for trying to shoot it.
Walt Kelly, alias Pogo, sez:
“Don't take life so serious, son, it ain't nohow permanent.”