All your needles guns and knives make me feel like vomitting. I hate every last one of you poisonous starvative assholes telling me you can but i cant. Please kill yourselves.
Asking me how im doing will only get the response i hate all of you, your a parasitic infection and the fact you cant ever share makes life worthless with you alive.
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.