Target - "Eh, what do you want sir?"
*the hitman now flicked his gun safety on, pushing the barrel against the target's head*
Hitman: Dasvidaniya, motherfucker.
*he pulled the trigger*
When a Russianmob hitman pushes a pistol against the back of your head.
Mob hitman: Priviyet.
Target: Yes??
*the hitman now pulls out his pistol, flicking the safety off and pushes it against the target's head*
Mob hitman: Dasvidaniya, motherfucker.
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.