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And when we had asked what game, he answered, "Why, whip off my head!
Then one of you two stoop down, and I'll whip off his," he said.
"A head for a head," he said, "that is the game that I play."

Cuchulain

How could he whip off a head when his own had been whipped away?

Conall

We told him it over and over, and that ale had fuddled his wit,

But he stood and laughed at us there, as though his sides would split,
Till I could stand it no longer, and whipped off his head at a blow,