“WHISKEY… WHiskey… Whiskey… whiskey.. w-h-i-s-k-e-y. Uh…”
“Identify yourself? Over.”
“WHISKEY… WHIskey… Whiskey… whiskey… w-h-i-s-key… And… over?”
“This is an army frequency. You’re not supposed to be here unless you’re army. Over.”
“I am army.”
“Explain the Whiskey… thing. Over.”
“It says here, my call sign is whiskey echo five… times I guess? Uh… Over.”