sarah : mr miller just invited me to his bubble wrap party wana come with?
chris : do you even have to ask?! I'm there!
sarah : I might wear my mad hatter costume.
chris : that would be a strange sight
sarah : well i think i will. the bubbles will keep me safe
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.