So Random!

Welcome back to magical student week on Wheel of Fortune!

If you're just joining us, our magical student contestants are...

From Hogwarts academy, student Harry Potter.

And school groundskeeper hagrid.

Gryffindor, Gryffindor,

You're the house I'm playing for!

Go Hogwarts, yay!

Neat.

Also playing for middle earth middle school...

Gollum and smeagol,

Who not only share the same rock,

But also share the same naked, relatively hairless body.

I'm smeagol.

I love the "wheel-ses"

Almost as much as my precious.

And I'm gollum,

And I'd rather be on

"minute-ses to win it-ses."

Finally, playing for forks high,

It's Bella and Jacob.

I'm playing for Bella.

No.

I'm playing for Bella.

It's like I'm watching one of the "twilight" movies,

Except I'm awake.

This one, Harry, he's a right lord of the zings.

Right? Right? Oh!

All right, on the board we have...

One more letter and we'll have a winner.

I'd like to try to solve the puzzle.

As a wizard, I'm quite good at spelling.

Get it? "spell-ing." right?

You may be the boy who lived, Harry,

But that was the joke that died.

Oh, snap-seses!

Up top!

Sorry.

The phrase is "the wizards oo waverly place."

Nope. All the os are up there, Harry.

That's how we play the game.

Looks like a big break for the naked brothers from middle earth.

I wants to solveses it for the preciouses.

No! I'll solve.

"the wizards of..."

- Yes. - "...Waverly..."

- Here it comes. - ...Precious.

And there it goes.

Bella, the door is wide open.

Don't talk to Bella.

She's mine.

Edward... wow.

Up close, you are sparkly.

And a mint wouldn't kill you.

Nothing can kill me.

Bella, I need you to choose.

Pass.

Don't really have passes in this game,

But all right. Harry, back to you.

Pass!

Seriously? Okay. Gollum, take us home.

Pass-eses.

There is no passes in this game, guys.

The letter is "f."

Jacob, just say "f."

I'm gonna spin.

What?

I mean pass.

Ni'm gonna pass.

Why do you have to whoosh?

I like to whoosh.

- Yes, but... - Wait, I solved it!

"the wizards oo waverly place."

still wrong, Harry.

- I got something to say. - Yes.

That's it.

Why would you take off your shirt for no reason?

Why would you?

That makes no sense. Where's my shirt?

And where's your pants-eses?

Okay, that's it. Magical student week is over.

Whoosh!

Chad Dylan cooper

And Nico Harris!

Stop the music.

What? Why?

- What's going on? - Well, I got a little surprise.

Been working on a new version of the "so random!" theme song.

New version?

You know I sang that, right?

Yeah, we all know that.

Anyway, who wants to hear my version of it?

Okay, wait, wait, wait. So what is it,

Like a country song?

One word. Just wait for it, wait.

Where are my tenors at?

Yeah. So what did you think?

Uh... I think the show can only get better.

Dave days is here!

Hit it!

'sup, class?

I'm your new teach. Mr. Goodman.

- Good morning, Mr. Goodman. - Whoa!

Whoa whoa whoa!

No need to "good morning, Mr. Goodman" me.

Did you notice my funky duds and my head kerchief?

I clearly don't play by the rules.

That's right. Soak it up. Popcorn!

Forget everything you thought you knew about teachers, kids,

'cause I'm the exact opposite.

So I bet right about now.

A boring old normal teacher.

Would have you open your books to chapter 1, huh?

Chapter 1?

Not me, no.

I'm gonna have you close your books.

To chapter negative 1.

But, Mr. Goodman, how do we close our books to a chapter that doesn't exist?

Yeah, how do we do that?

I don't know. Don't ask me.

- I don't play by the rules. Turkey Turkey! - Whoa!

Yeah! All right! Whoo!

That's right. I know what you're thinking, kids.

When's this cool teach sporting wheel shoes.

Gonna play this guitar? Am I right?

Actually, we're just wondering when we're gonna learn something.

Right about now, Holmes broseph.

Mixed nuts!

You just learned that I don't play the guitar.

You know what else I don't play?

By the rules. I got wheels in my shoes. That's how I roll.

All right, Mr. Goodman going around the world.

Low fives, everybody. All right! Yeah, whoa!

I'm cool. I'm cool.

- Kids, I'm cool. I'm cool. - Mr. Goodman, are you...

Easy, kid.

You don't need to raise your hand to ask a question in here.

That's right. You got a question,

You don't raise your hand. You lower your foot.

But how are you gonna know if we're lowering our feet.

If they're already touching the floor?

I don't know. Don't ask me. I've got an ear piercing.

Hawaiian pizza! Oh!

Check that out, that's gross! Eww!

Oh, that hurt!

A boring old normal teacher would have regretted that,

But not me, 'cause I don't play by the rules.

So I'm gonna go home and blog about how much I enjoyed it.

All right!

Mr. Goodman, I have a question.

Well, I can't hear you.

Because one: I've got a bit of an ear situation going on,

You raised your hand,

And p.S.: Everybody,

Mr. Goodman.

Is a boring old normal teacher name.

Boo hoo hoo hoo!

From now on,

You'll all call me Mrs. Bad woman.

Soy sauce!

Ow! Worth it. Totally worth it.

Ahh!

A normal teacher wouldn't have karate chopped.

His desk in half right about now,