Death By T-Bag

This weekend I had Brody on the ottoman wedged into the couch. I went into the kitchen to make lunch and I hear this muffled cry. I run over to find Brock laying on Brody's face with his balls on Brody's forehead. Brody can't move or breathe. I threw Brock off him in a panic & find an understandably pissed off Brody. Everyone is calming down as Aaron strolls into the living room and asks what all the commotion was. The last thing he was expecting to hear was my entirely serious response, "Brock almost t-bagged Brody to death."