\nSo I didn’t exactly go to a normal high school. Officially, our mascot was the Tree. We were the Trees. SRSLY. But we didn’t exactly have any sports teams or colors, so it didn’t really work. Besides, the one competitive group I was part of was more frequently known by other names (e.g. Argonauts).\n<\/p>\n
\nHowever, inside the student lounge (i.e. big open carpeted room with almost no furnishings that hadn’t been cleaned in about two decades), painted on one of the cinderblock walls was a huge mural of the Thing breaking through the wall. Now, consider this:\n<\/p>\n
\n1) The Thing is a wiseass.\n<\/p>\n
\n2) The Thing has powers and abilities far beyond those of ordinary man.\n<\/p>\n
\n3) The Thing cannot disguise what he is and frequently inspires fear and loathing rather than heroic admiration.\n<\/p>\n
\n4) The Thing is identified with his eye color, e.g “the ever-lovin’ blue-eyed Thing!”\n<\/p>\n
\nSeriously. Do the math, people.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
So I didn’t exactly go to a normal high school. Officially, our mascot was the Tree. We were the Trees. SRSLY. But we didn’t exactly have any sports teams or colors, so it didn’t really work. Besides, the one competitive group I was part of was more frequently known by other names (e.g. Argonauts). However, … <\/p>\n