when you've been epicly head banging to spermtastic music and your neck seizes up, and then falls clean off!!!
Jim-Bob: "wooaahh, AC/DC rock my world man!! hang on, epic bit coming up, gna head bang this shit mofo!"
Sebastian aka john (wtf?): "yhh man, thunderstruck solo is so aweso....OHHH MYYY GAWWD, ARGH HE HAD "ROCK NECK SYNDROME"!!! COME BACK TO ME JIM-BOB, HOW WILL I LIVE WITHOUT YOUR GARGANTUANT NOSE?"
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.