After ingesting your favorite rectum wrecker at Taco Bell, your colon screams out in a writhing pain, you then sprint to the nearest shit eater. You let out war cries of a legendary Spartan warrior and release a massive hot potato from within your poop shoot and it shatters not only the porcelain throne you are squatting on but also the core of the earth as well. Good job jack ass ya broke the earth.... I hope you are happy.
Yesterday I had Taco Bell and for the rest of my evening I had earth shattering shits.
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.