Here’s a real place I’ve been made aware of just recently:

The School For Children With Hidden Intelligence

That’s gotta be one of the most optimistically named schools ever. Without even attempting to do any research whatsoever into what the school is actually all about, I would now like to briefly make fun of it:

“Oh no, Mrs. Jones, your son isn’t stupid. His intelligence is merely hidden. We just need to find it. Perhaps it’s inside that fudge-smeared backpack he totes around. Or perhaps he’s about to find it inside that discarded truck tire that is frequently marked by roving mongrels. Nope. Looks like all he’s found is a Twix wrapper. Which he’s now licking.”