My failed Mafia group on the naffy but entertaining chat room Habbo Hotel. I decided to quit it the day before everyone got paid for their services. The Local Mafia used to gain rights to rooms then trash them and leave sticky note with the phrase "You've been had by the Local Mafia". Then I went bankrupt. The gift shop didn't exactly boost sales either. Oh well.
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.