The unignorable barely containable urge to take a crap.
For example: You and your mother hurriedly crossing a busy street to the nearest bathroom when she suddenly falls down as you see a bus in the distance quickly closing the gap between it and her. You scream an apology without missing a step asking the other pedestrians to please help her in lue of you trying to save her and shitting your pants in the middle of the road.
For example: You and your mother are hurriedly crossing a busy street to the nearest bathroom when she suddenly falls down and in the same instant see a bus in the distance quickly closing the gap between it and her. You scream an apology without missing a step asking the other pedestrians to please help her (in lue of you trying to save her and shitting your pants in the middle of the road). This would be a case of it being hard to give a shit when you have to take one.
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.