a scraggled little bitch of a guy that never tells people where he's going and is always running away to the air force, likes to boss people around like Senator Palpatine and fornicate with little boys
Cowboy Dan: Where the fuck did Centitor go?
Josh: He probably left for the air force again that little boy ass fucker!
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 $2million.