A large, intmidating, muscular man of viking decent who listens to nothing but black metal and death metal, and who loves nothing more than to ram women's assoles as hard as possible.
Jesus Christ, look at that monster, he's gotta be 6'5" and solid muscle, crazy ass viking berserker bastard! Yeah I know, I spoke with him earlier, all he cares about is hatefuckin' chicks in the butt and deathmetal, just an analpoundingshithammer.
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.