Brian: "Hey, boss! Grab yourself a beer and provide us with some colour commentary!"

Jerry: "Colour commentary? Why, the last time I attended this type of wrestling match…what a minute…this explains all these miscellaneous expenses! I demand to know who's been spending WOOHP money without my consent, and don't anybody lie to me because this organization has the most advanced truth-lie detector gadgets you never knew existed!"

The guys knew it was time to fess up but Quagmire did try to save face. "What's the matter, you're a guy, you know what it's like to be young and have fun?"

Jerry: "I'm not passing judgment on what type of recreation you enjoy, but they are not to be paid for with organizational funds!"

The fire alarm then set off stemming from the flames emitting from Clover's ears.

Clover: "You're not passing judgment? These perverts took advantage of us!"

Sam: "And you're mad at them over money?"

Alex: "And these girls are on parole, they can't be in your office! That's a violation of security!"

Peter: "Heh, heh, heh, heh! Guess we skipped over page 13, paragraph 7!"

Jerry knew in the back of his mind he was going to have to post recruitment ads the next morning.

Jerry: "Look boys, I knew you I was taking a risk by adding you on as recruits, especially you in the thong, UGGHHH!! Put something, ANYTHONG…thing…on! I just figured I could relive my youth having you guys around, but…allowing criminals into my office is grounds for termination and I can't make exceptions. You know what this means."

Joe: "We're erased from history, just like that?"

Jerry: "Standard procedure. This is top secret, by erasing former employee's memories, we won't run the risk of any Benedict Arnolds haunting us now, will we?"

Quagmire: "What about all the effort we put into this work of art?"

Jerry: "I'll have you know that while I do value this organization first and foremost, I'm still a naughty boy! You'll find out what I mean!"

The boys from Quahog underwent company policy by having all recollections of their WOOHP training erased from their memory banks before being privately escorted back home.

A few days later, Quagmire returned home from a long day's work of lurking through the mall's women's change rooms and bathrooms. He disconnected his "shoe-cam" and connected it to his hard-drive to begin production of the next volume of his never-ending "Up-Skirt" series. The first thing to pop up on the screen, though, would not be an unsuspecting woman as seen through the ground up, but rather WOOHP's answer to Girls Gone Wild!

Quagmire: "Screw this airport gig, bootlegging is where the money is at!"

Quagmire made sure to invite the right people over for some real wrestling action that night.

Meanwhile, back at WOOHP:

Jerry (watching a certain videotape): "Now how does he say it? Oh yes! Gig-a-tee, gig-a-tee, All Right!"