I carry a spare ammunition magazine in my front pocket. Son, I say son, that’s a recipe for failure! What’re ya goin’ do when your mag gets gummed up, I say gummed up by gumballs, loose change and used condom wrappers? You’re going to die, that’s what. You’ll have more holes than the Obama administration’s explanation for Operation Fast and Furious. Although probably not. If I need more than 11 rounds to solve a self-defense situation (i.e. escape), I’m probably better off calling in an air strike (1-800-DIE-MFER). On the other hand, most semiautomatic pistol failures are mag related. So . . . I carry an heir and a spare. And I practice swapping mags from my pocket. You?