One camp that I went to had a rule. Person with the first Buck in camp became the cook. People were hiding out on the edge of camp waiting for someone else to drag one in.
Good one!
Not a rule, but for many years when there were three or four of us at deer camp, first successful hunter coughed up a backstrap for supper. Quite a few years that was the same buddy and he never minded being the "goat".
Neither did the rest of us, since he sliced it into fillets, marinated them in Italian dressing a bit, then did them on the grill outside. Sure beat the hell outta leftover spaghetti or hot dogs? ;O)
