So my Mom told me to text Fletch back while she was driving. She told me to text him “I figured it out” because she had spent the last 40 minutes bugging him about trying to find out what her itunes password was. Since she was driving her car the text message response automatically played through her speakers. The sound recording I posted here was Fletcher’s response…..

…He and my Mom are a mess. They act like kids. They’re pretty much besties and make me sick. They’re so fun to be around. They show me that there’s def a such thing as soul mates. Love them!