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What’s up with “alot,” “allot,” and “a lot”?

If we got a dollar every time someone used “alot” instead of “a lot,” we’d be able to buy Tumblr.

Here’s the rundown on alot, allot, and a lot.

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If you’re a fan of comics, you should definitely check out Allie Brosh’s blog.

As far as allot and a lot are concerned, here is the tl;dr answer:

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Although we have not gone over our allotted space, we think we’ve said a lot, so with a recap (featuring Alot), we bid you adieu.

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What’s up with “center” and “centre”?

For all intents and purposes, “center" and "centre" are different spellings of the same word.

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Because so many different countries speak their own version of English (the U.K., the U.S., Canada, and Australia, just to name a few), it would be interesting to see if “center" and "centre" work in ways that are different from what we explained above.

Feel free to chime in: Do you use “center” and “centre” as two different words? If so, what country are you in?

Proper Grammar Saves Lives

takanobaka:

"We’re planning a surprise party," says the email from your friend. "Be discrete.”

In your chair, you stare at your leg for a long moment. Be discrete, you tell yourself, and grasp the limb firmly in your other hand. Slowly, you begin to pull.

You hear the sound of your flesh ripping as you strain to pull, the sinews tearing as sweat runs down your forehead. Finally, in one last wrench, femur is rended from pelvis with a sickening snap, and dismembered leg falls to the ground. Mechanically, you begin on the next limb.

When you are finished, what is left of you lies abandoned on the ground in a grotesque display that barely resembles the being you once had been. Your arms and legs are scattered, torn remains of muscles and bones showing where they had once been connected to the torso in the middle. Your head has rolled on its side, staring unblinkingly at the wall as blood pools around your computer chair. You are in separate pieces, each distinct and individual from the next. You are discrete.

If only your friend had asked you to be discreet instead.

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