You never did.
Cuchulain
And believed it.
Conall
Cuchulain, when will you stop
Boasting of your great deeds, and weighing yourself with us two,
And crying out to the world whatever we say or do,
That you’ve said or done a better?—Nor is it a drunkard’s tale,
Though we said to ourselves at first that it all came out of the ale,