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Chris Bucholz

Chris Bucholz is a Cracked columnist and your favorite comedy writer. He first rose to prominence in 1984 when he was pulled on stage to dance during a Bruce Springsteen music video. He has since done many other things.

Why You Shouldn't Judge the Guy in the Porno Theater

I would like to apologize for the deeds I did in your establishment on the morning of July 16, 2012. Because I managed to escape before the authorities arrived, you can take comfort in the fact that this apology is not a part of a court-ordered sentencing.

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The Best TED Talk Ever Given

I'm here today to talk at you about problems. I've got my problems and you've got yours. In fact, I bet all of you smart, beautiful people have an inordinate amount of problems.

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The Worst Thank You Card Ever Sent

Dear Aunt Sandra-- So this Thank You card is something my mom's been on me to do for awhile (you know what she's like). I kept telling her I was saving up things to be thankful for so I could get them all in on a single card.

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7 Commonly Corrected Grammar Errors (That Aren't Mistakes)

If you've written anything on the Internet in the past 20 years or so, a short time later you've probably experienced a feeling of pure, unalloyed irritation, when you observed someone correcting your grammar. Well, now you can tell those people to shove off.

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Why Google's Self-Driving Car Will Probably Be Evil

Over the past decade Google has become an omnipresent part of our lives, to the point that a lot of people are getting very nervous about the amount of information they have about us. And now with Google evidently becoming a leader in the world of automotive automation, we must ask: is this Google car a terrifying vision of a future automotive nann

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3 Things I Learned Going Undercover in a Middle School

Thanks to several laws I'd broken, I had found out where my cyber-bully attended school, and with the help of an underfunded administration in desperate need of two cartons of Marlboros, I was able to enroll myself in the 7th grade of Alan Thicke Middle School.

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