Unplugging a toilet using your hand because a plunger is not available and leaving it plugged would result in an awkward situation
Was at my in-laws all day eating cheese and the iron steamer I dropped in their half-bath caused a major clog. My brother in law apparently doesn't believe in plungers so I had to plander that turd free otherwise my wife would never hear the end of it from her sister.
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.