A fantastic, almost magical drink supplied by McDonald's for public functions. Usually indicative of a long, drawn out, poorly prepared and funded school event (orange drink=suck). It tastes like orange, but only not realy. More like you mixed frozen orange juice, rain water, and paid a hobo a twinky to piss in it. That's much closer to the actual taste. But for some reason watered down orange piss failed in marketing. Go figure.
Upon seeing the McDonald's Orange drink little Billy knew he made a mistake going to the school's annual "Pasta Pigout". Horror ensued.
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.