That one night at Thunderdome when a cute guy drinks red wine for most of the day and drunkenly sticks his tongue in your mouth for the first time and doesn't recall a thing the next day.
"Oh, that doesn't count as a first kiss, it was Red Wine Night."
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.