You're not winning a conflict against me. You're not doing my strategy by doing this to me. To the extent that people ARE doing it they are thriving and surviving. But this is not that. You are trying to add parameters to my situation that do need to be there and you have no right to impose. Because I framed whether or not your kids were murdered by the weaponized schizophrenia as a game that we either both win or we both lose and WE FUCKING LOST because of you and NOT ME. Or broke even at least. I mean, I need the 3rd party verification to do any more than I did and all you did was tell people that I was lying for attention.
Hym "Nothing you are doing is commensurate with anything I said. This isn't whatever the hell you are trying to call it and it is, in fact, the thing I said it was."
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.