A useful phrase when you are ending a relationship with a particularly Triflin Mother Fucker.
TMF: I'm busy working all week. And next week too.
Woman: That shit ain't gonna fly. I'm sorry but you must have me mistaken for some other bitch who will put up with that nonsense. See ya!
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.