"Benjamin has not yet returned?" "Yes, he lost at Tonkin Gulf."
Mickey opened a beer can. "Hey, Mickey, what are you doing?"
"Throw beer on runway. The heavy drinker smells it and returns."
We did it here and there. We drunk and sang songs in the golden
light. One went: Hey, Benjamin, this is your beer♪ Nice and
clear, Benjamin♪ Back to the carrier, Benjamin♪ This is your
beer, Benjamin♪
　A dot emerged on the dying great fireball. Which grew to a
Skyhawk bit by bit. "Hot damn!" "Way to go!" "Ha, ha, ha!
Beer brings the fellow!" "Hey, Benjamin the Thirsty, don't
reel before drinking!"
　The aircraft got down on a landing strip on the aircraft
carrier safely. We cried out, "Hey, Benjamin!" Benjamin said,
"Jesus! I was almost ready to give up. Anyone, go and fetch
beer." "I know!" "I know!" "I know!" We laughed.
　The cleanout was hard afterwards.