We need to make a list of silly little gun forumisms that get perpetuated and yet have such little value.
.25 is a lousy caliber for defense. While we are at it, I wouldn't want to bust down the door of a crack house armed with a ping pong paddle because it's REALLY not a proper tool for the job. HOWEVER, no, in fact, I don't really want to be a test subject for a belly shot with a .25. (or even a shot in the pinkie toe) And no, I don't particularly care to get wacked in the temple with a ping pong paddle, either.
I don't want to get my schlong caught in a fast moving zipper.
I don't want to fall in a pothole on a bad sidewalk.
I don't want to have a potted plant dropped on my head from a 3rd story window.
I don't want a pot of hot coffee thrown at me from across the counter at a Quickie Mart.
I really don't want any of these fates, yet I wouldn't use them as arguments for a proper defensive maneuver or tool. Really.
The next item on our list can be whether or not anyone really gives a damn how much ammo you DID or DID NOT FIND at your local idiot-filled Wal-Mart.