When you are craving for a blumpkin but there is no dam toilet near u an ur bitch go behind any hiding public place with no toliet and you get on your knees an she gives u a blumpkin while neiling and taking a ferocious shit an den cumming all over her face an let it dry an ripple just like tissue
"tissue but no toilet blumpkin"
allright say ur name is rhys an u love to give blumpkins u go with ur man or girl an give dem a blumkin cause der is no toilet
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.