A blonde is speaking to her psychiatrist. She says, “I’m on the road a lot, and my friends are complaining that they can never reach me.”
“Don’t you have a phone in your car?” the psychiatrist asks.
“That was a little too expensive, so I did the next best thing. I put a mailbox in my car.”
Puzzled, he asks, “Uh … How’s that working?”
“Actually, I haven’t gotten any letters yet,” the blonde responded.
“And why do you think that is?”
The blonde thinks for a few seconds, and says, “I figure it’s because when I’m driving around, my zip code keeps changing.”
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