Present theory

He is like a present given to you. All wrapped up in beautiful wrapping paper, finished off with a pretty ribbon on the top. You look at the ribbon tied so nicely and decide that you want to be gentle when pulling it away. You now take in the detail of how it was wrapped. Cellophane tape at every corner, keeping it nice and secure. Because it's so beautifully wrapped, you want to make sure you don't rip it into pieces so you peel off the cellophane slowly. It finally gotten to a point where you can't take it anymore, you can't take the anticipation so out of curiosity and frustration you Rip off the rest of the wrapping paper. You take a look inside the naked box and right in front of you, there is a card. You open it and read what is says. Such beautiful words, you say. You keep them. You then take another peek inside the box and there lies a beautiful piece of jewelery, looking at you, just for you.

The other one on the other hand, is wrapped up in brown parcel paper. It's sealed with 3 tapes, 2 at the side and one in the middle. Written on the top of the box, is a message. You crack up at the ugly childish handwriting. It's cute. You peel the tape off because it's that easy. You open up the box and you find lots of lots of small little cute and stupid things, from candies to unspeakable things and at the bottom of the box, there's a picture. Nothing worth of money in there.

Given a chance, which present would you choose?
Everyone has fallen for #1 and there are some people who would only go for #1.
I have had enough of #1s.
Give me #2s. That's all I want.