For me it's underwear, wall hangings or pictures and tools.
Firstly, whoever invented the y-front cock-pocket is a knob and that's not a compliment, even in this context. Why anyone would bother navigating that maze rather than just pulling the things down is beyond me. The 2 dollar Neoprene Elastane sports jocks I buy might mean I am in trouble if I fall asleep in front of the heater but boy do they soak up the taint sweat.
Second, if you like the look of that thing so much, then hang it on your own wall and raise a toast to me while you look at it.
Lastly, that wonder tool company is running a late night ad for a reason. No one who is fully awake would consider buying it for a tradesman. Think the triangular saw-blade for example. I mean sure it can cut in a circle but maybe those 3 tiny points of contact means it won't last all that long and have a bigger chance of jambing and taking a limb off when it kicks back.
I'm partly joking here but mostly I'm not.
The best gifts are something handmade. Like I had a girl that would knit me rough scrubbing pads and gift them to me to use to clean my dishes. Those were amazing.
I keep telling my mom to stop buying me shit for Christmas. I don't really need anything and I tell her to just donate the money to the humane society or any other shelter instead. Yet she still buys me shit I don't want or will never use.