It's when a chick stands over you and pisses in your mouth then sticks a tiny straw in your salt-rimmed mouth and drinks it all before saying "Jamaican me crazy!"
Yo this girl gave me a salty jamaican Juicebox last night... think I met my wife
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.