A danger-prone machinist who often breaks things around the workplace. Usually clothed by some form of camoflague, particularily on their safetyglasses.
Someone who will only engage in any and all forms of dancing when in a crowd of people, or "camouflage" with the other people, so as not to embarrass themselves or single themselves out.
Someone who engages in camo-dancing
I'm not too good at dancing, but I still enjoy moving to the music, so I prefer to be a bit of a camo-dancer because I can still enjoy dancing without feeling like a complete fool.
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.