Guy walks into the gun shop with his .38 and asks the smith: "Modify this gun so I can hunt bears."
Gun smith: "Say what?!"
Guy: "Yeah, I'm gonna hunt bears."
So the smith takes the gun and files off the front sight, removes the rear sight, bobs the hammer, removes the big grips and replaces them with insets; re-chamfers the entire piece, wipes it down with oil and presents it to Guy.
Guy: "What good will that do?!"
Gun smith: "Well, when the bear rams it up your ass it won't hurt so much."
Gun smith: "Say what?!"
Guy: "Yeah, I'm gonna hunt bears."
So the smith takes the gun and files off the front sight, removes the rear sight, bobs the hammer, removes the big grips and replaces them with insets; re-chamfers the entire piece, wipes it down with oil and presents it to Guy.
Guy: "What good will that do?!"
Gun smith: "Well, when the bear rams it up your ass it won't hurt so much."