Oh, Sherlock, you bought that whole TV. And you're not even going to use it (cuz John's gonna make you return it, box and all).
Okay, this one's got roots in the CANON, you guys. And not BBC Sherlock canon, oh no. I'm talking Sir Arthur Conan Doyle-level, turn the pages and read the book canon. "The Hound of the Baskervilles," to be exact. Here's the story: Sherlock holes himself up in his room for a night to ponder, smoking the whole time. When Watson finds him in the morning the air is so thick with smoke he can't breathe and so he opens a window, and Sherlock is all "AARRRGGHHH NO MY PRECIOUS HEAD SPACE!!" (Note: that's not what he really says.) But he does make Watson shut the window, and makes some comment about how he can think best when he's in a still, enclosed environment because it eliminates distractions. He then says, "I have not pushed it to the length of getting into a box to think, but that is the logical outcome of my convictions." And I thought, well, THIS Sherlock might not push things that far, but BBC Sherlock would be ALL OVER THAT SHIT. And then I made this.
Oh, and here's a fun fact, guys: TV's don't come in boxes big enough for a human to sit inside anymore. You know, since they've gotten all skinny and thin lately. HUMOR ME.
(Perspective lulz what's that?)