Bro 1: Yo, don't you hate when you're can-unting, but it stops mid circulation?
Bro 2: Yeah, bro, I really hate when I am trying to be big-headed, but then become, large-breasted
Flat Girl: I wish I could can-unt to my chest on demand.
Large-breasted Woman: I wish I could can-unt from my chest down to my phallus.
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.