Essentially a reverse burglar. He comes into your house and gives you presents, especially if you leave him cookies and beer and a carton of Pall Mall Lights.
You be goodnow, or else Sanny Claus'll put coal in your stocking.
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.