I've always liked Burrough's novels, and I've read his original four novels quite a few times and they remains as funny as when I first read them, but this christmas themed book definitely feels like a simple cash-in for the holidays. The book is also very short, with lots of blank space on the page. The page count could easily have been cut in half by taking up more space, and this will only last you two hours at the most.
The stories are also somewhat jarring, as if the book is split into two sections. The first few stories have some genuinely funny moments from his childhood, like the confusion of whether Jesus and Santa are the same person, and when his attempt at making a gingerbread house ends up more resembling a crack den.
These first few stories have an innocence to them that lends to humour well, but after that there are stories about having one night stands with a random Santa Claus twice his age, and a story where he sleeps with 'the bum's during Christmas Eve, that aren't particularly funny, or as scandalous as the author seems to want them to be.
Overall, I'd give three stars to the first three or four stories, but only one star to the final three. Disappointing