Cutting of your shirt tail when you miss a deer?

I remember having it done when I was a kid on my first miss. Shot at a for with a single shot .410. Was prob 9 or 10 years old. I cried when they held me down and cut my shirt

It teach you not to miss.

I have two on the wall at the camp. The first one was with a sweet 16 at 12 year old. Shot on the run and hit 3 trees.

Guys are too much of a pussy no a days to cut their 85 dollar Under Armor/scent lock tee shirt in the name of tradition.

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Guys are too much of a pussy no a days to cut their 85 dollar Under Armor/scent lock tee shirt in the name of tradition.

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shite, I'm too much of a pussy to cut my $12 academy off brand t shirt in the name of tradition

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How many still does this traditional?

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Lots of hunters do this

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I remember having it done when I was a kid.....
The first one was with a sweet 16 at 12 year old.....
I cut my cousins he was around 12.....

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Anyone else noticing a trend? No wonder less kids are hunting.

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Anyone else noticing a trend? No wonder less kids are hunting.

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You think a 12 year old cares about his shirt being cut. I plan on cutting my kids shirts, and bloodying up that face on their first. I hope they don't want to quit from the trauma. If they do, I will go get their little nuts out of mamas purse and try again.

Ya the kids just grow out of the shirts anyways.

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You think a 12 year old cares about his shirt being cut

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Nope not one bit. But what kind of tradition is this? We blooded the faces for killing first deer but never punished for failure. Why pour salt on the wound by humiliating someone in front of the whole camp.

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Why pour salt on the wound by humiliating someone in front of the whole camp.

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I would never think of it as humiliating. shite, its the elephant in the room, you may as well have fun with it...it isn't like he is shooting a bow. Everyone knows a shot was fired and the meatpole is empty.

I had mine cut, I thought it was the next best thing to killing a deer....look around the camp and see about three others walking around with old waffle thermals missing bits Had an uncle looked like he had his tail caught in a lawnmower. It was like being part of the group.

I cant imagine a camp environment that would lead to humiliation, it was always the most loving fun place for a boy is what I remember.

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We blooded the faces for killing first deer but never punished for failure. Why pour salt on the wound by humiliating someone in front of the whole camp

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we did the same....