A boner. A Chubby. Morning Wood. Stiffy, cranked shaft, woody, large hardon collider, smuggling a midget in your pants, and any number of other colourful euphemisms for an erection. If you don't know what I'm talking about, go look at some nudie pics and everything will be explained. (This only applies to guys, sorry ladies.)
Franky: Dude, I was standing at the bar last night, looking at this hawt piece of ass, and all of a sudden I had a stuffed monkey. I had to hunch over!
Dan: I'm on it like my girlfriend on a stuffed monkey!
Arnold: Just holding her hand gives me a stuffed monkey!
Carl: My girlfriend came over and my stuffed monkey got to play in her treehouse all day.
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.