When you make a horrible mistake that could cost both you and your cat your life.
I fucked the cat last night when I was walking with my cat down a dark ally and suddenly Karen sprang out of the bushes with a tazer and a dog named Foo Foo.
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.