The dance made famous by the Perfect Strangers, in which you attempt to kill your partner by grabbing him/her at the waste, kicking at them (while they kick at you), throwing them many tenths of inches off of the ground, and finally jumping up into their lap (before they can do the same) in order to try and break their back. During this, you ritualistically chant, "Die diedie!"
Larry: You know that I must kill you now!
Balki: Of course not, don't be ridiculous!
Larry: There is only one way to settle this...
Balki: Yes, we must dance the Dance of Joy!
Larry and Balki: Die die die die...
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.