I've never hurt anyone. Until yesterday, that is.

  A Girl Scout came to my door. She was selling those Thin Mint cookies.

  "No, thanks," I said. "I don't want any cookies."

  "I have Lemonades, Thin Mints, Tagalongs, Samoas-".

  I slammed the door in her face.

  The Lakers were playing. The game was in overtime.

  I sat down with my beer. The crowd was cheering. The game was over. I'd missed the final shot.

  The doorbell rang. It was that girl again.

  "I forgot to tell you.  I have Trefoils, too," she said.

   I've never hurt anyone. Until yesterday, that is.