Having been chased up a pine tree by a boar that had just taken a solid chest shot with a heavily loaded .45 Colt, I'll pass on the slingshot. He snorted, pawed the ground for a few minutes and charged the tree a couple times before he had the courtesy to die and let me down. If I hadn't have had a way to get off the ground, I would have been in trouble, and I was alone.
Count me out on the .38 Spl too.
Slingshots.....jeez!