A blonde is speaking to her psychiatrist.“I’m on the road a lot, and my clients are complaining that they can 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: „Uh … How’s that working?“Blonde: „Actually, I haven’t gotten any letters yet.“Psychiatrist: „And why do you think that is?“Blonde: „I figure it’s because when I’m driving around, my zip code keeps changing.“————-The following sign was posted at a fast food restaurant owned by two blondes:“Parking for drive-through customers only!“————-
