A horny, flying serpent, possessing both forms of human genitalia, that roams the skies in search of vulnerable creatures, for its own intense sexual desires.
Why the mother flyin fuck are these fuckin joe dirt pussy flying sex snakes outside my window?
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.