When someone with face stubblehugs someone else tightly while rubbing their face against the other person's body part
May: "Why is the right side of your face red?"
Ann: "My Boo likes to rub his stubble on me when we hug."
May: "Oh, I can relate! I like to call that the hugburn."
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.