Not quite as hilariously funny as the first three Christmas books from the series that I read -- maybe Ms. Andrews's brand of humor is beginning to pall for me after all, or maybe Bernadette Dunne (whom I ordinarily really like as a narrator) just doesn't work for me quite as well here as she does otherwise -- and the "who" (and at least in part, "why) was a fairly obvious guess ... but there's still more than enough humor and hilarity to make this an easy fit as a Festivus book, so here we go.
(Task: Read any comedy, parody, or satire.)