The action of placing one's head on someone's shoulder to indicate extreme affection for them. This action is to be considered one of the most intimate forms of physical interaction.
When you get so drunk that you turn into Richard Nixon when you have to deny wrongdoing, and affirm that you are not a crook, usually whilst throwing up peace signs.
Gregg was Richard Nixon'ing hardcore last night, he went into the gas station and stole a soda and yelled at the cashier, "I am not a crook!" as he threw up two peace signs.
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.