One of my closest friends knows zip codes. It was a real neat game we played with him in college. He use to work for the U.S. Postal Service as some type of processor that would re-route the mail and add the zip + 4. You could quiz him on just about any Texas zip code and he would come up with the correct answer. You could even try to trick him and give him a city with numerous zip codes such as Dallas, and he would tell us they have several, and start naming them and informing us what sections of Dallas they are associated with.
Today I’m astonished to know there is a Zip Code Man. I think he is an imposter and my friend Gabe is the king of all zip codes.
He’s a punk! I am the reigning champion, in accordance with prophecy, as it is written, etc., etc. Woohoo!