The expedited ingestion of a large quantity of alcohol, as prompted by the random selection of one’s numerical birth day in a game of chance. Preferably consumed from a WVU-branded glass container of five or more inches in height.
“Wow, it really landed on 26 again. Time for another birthday shot that exceeds my average daily caloric intake.”
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.