Hard for me to dismiss anything. Even if it's another tie, or another fleece half-zip (my parents always seem to get me those - I have a closet half full of them) I always have the same attitude about Christmas presents:
NOBODY has to get you a damned thing. If the universe were just, everyone would forget your sorry azz. The fact that there's one person in the universe who bothered ought to be reason enough to celebrate. THAT is gift enough.
Having actually had birthdays and Christmases where I got either nothing or nearly nothing, and birthdays that were totally missed by everyone, I'm thankful enough that someone remembered and took the time to get something. Anything.