A plain old brown box.
This box was kind of lonely and no one really needed it anymore. It would get tossed around and around in the pantry, waiting for it’s end in the recycle bin.
Then one day a little boy found the box and thought it was the most magical box he had ever seen.
“Who’s under that scary ghost box?” the mommy’s little boy asked.
Then suddenly the ghost box magically turned into something else.
No, good guess though.
What else could it be?
The Death Star from Star Wars?
No, that’s to easy.
What about a “big box” department store that sold goods for a very high price?
Because you know, the “low price” idea is already taken.
Big Sale Today!
Big brother’s homework pencil for $30.
Oh but the big brown box didn’t mind high prices, he was just so happy that he was needed again.
Soon the big box turned into a house and last but certainly not least, he became a high profile race car with big name sponsors.
The little boy was so happy that he didn’t need new toys or video games ever again; because he found the greatest most magical toy in all the land.
A Big Brown Box.
And the big brown box and little boy lived happily ever.