Blonde Visits Shrink

A blonde is speaking to her psychiatrist.

Blonde: "I'm on the road a lot, and my clients are complaining that they never reach me."

Psychiatrist: "Don't you have a phone in your car??"

Blonde: "That was a little too expensive, so i did the next best thing. I put a mailbox in my car."

Psychiatrist: "Uhh...how's that working?? =)"

Blonde: "Actually, i haven't gotten any letters yet."

Psychiatrist: "And why do you think that is?"

Blonde: "I figured it's because when i'm driving around, my zip code keeps changing."




LAME!(COLD)