Occurs when bystanders sporadically shit themselves when they enter the presence of someone so horrifically disturbing and vomit enducing they loose control of ALL body functions.
Asian: "So that's why I can't eat vegetables."
White Dude: "I see . . Omg look at that! (points at mutant lady with no chin and numerous piercings)
Asian: "oh dear jesus . ." *VOMIT* *VOMIT* *PICKLE SHITS*
White Dude: "ohhh the horror!! *rips eyes out* *PICKLE SHITS*
Occurs when bystanders sporadically shit themselves when they enter the presence of someone so horrifically disturbing and vomit enducing they loose control of ALL body functions.
Asian: "So that's why I can't eat vegetables."
White Dude: "I see . . Omg look at that! (points at mutant lady with no chin and numerous piercings)
Asian: "oh dear jesus . ." *VOMIT* *VOMIT* *PICKLE SHITS*
White Dude: "ohhh the horror!! *rips eyes out* *PICKLE SHITS*
Matt ate too many dry Ramen Noodles, so he had prickle-shits the next morning. They were of the spikey variety. "Oh god damn Joe Rogan my ass hole is raw from that massive prickle shit I just took, I need to lay off those noodlez."
A Shackteau is a humble, weather-beaten, structurally questionable shelter located in a spectacular or highly coveted place—Wales, Jackson Hole, Sun Valley, Crested Butte, coastal Maine, the Alps—where the building itself may be worth almost nothing, but the dirt, view, access, and mythology make it absurdly valuable.
In use:
Shackteâu - We thought it was an abandoned shed until the realtor called it a rare alpine Shackteâu with unobstructed views and listed it for $2 million.