So I know the LNTers will want to hang me up for this one, but here goes.
A few summes ago I was doing a gruelling summer hike (Della Falls). It was gruelling because it opened up and poured wetting the shale and soaking everything. I injured my knee and on the way back down things got dicey. So I picked up my $20 Walmart cheapey tent and pitched it way off the trail.
Yes the truth of the matter still haunts me. Needless to say the tent gods have been haunting me ever since. Karma ran right over my dogma. I haven't had a pleasant tent experience since. I am even toying with going back to see if I can recover the thing to see if I can find some redemption.
So yes, I will accept the label Tent Killer, it is a title of shame that I confess I deserve.