Miss Applecock: Emma, how do you feel?
Emma: i feel goofydoofysillywoofymoofyyoofysilly today! Thanks for asking.
Miss Applecock: Whatthefuck???
Jake: THAT ISNT A REAL WORD!
Emma: YES THE FUCK IT IS!!!! I LITERALLY SEARCHED IT ON URBAN DICTIONARY AND ITS REAL! SEARCH IT YOURSELF!!!!!
Miss Applecock: Emma is right, Jake im gonna have to give you detention for lying!
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.