You've Got ... Uh, Mail! 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." "Don't you have a phone in your car?" "That was a little too expensive, so I did the next best thing. I put a mailbox in my car." "Uh. How's that working?" "Actually, I haven't gotten any letters yet." "And why do you think that is?" "I figure its because when I'm driving around, my zip code keeps changing."