From Comedy Central's "Halfway Home", a ceremony in which one picks up three pebbles of differing size with one's ass cheeks.
One must then walk forward, and drop the pebbles, one by one, smallest to largest, into somebody's hand.
When your hands are so less than paper that it enters the realm of cereal. The furthest levels of cereal hands is the dreaded Fruity Pebbles hands. In the slightest of humidity in the air, the cereal becomes a slurry. Those with fruity pebbles hands sell even when the stock in going up just in case in goes down.
Paper hands: “Yo paper bitch, withdraw me some more money from my accounts so I can sell my stocks for a measly profit”
Cereal hands: “Yes sir! You there, boy! Get our lord and savor some more TENDIES to spend from his accounts!”
Bob: Hey dude, have you tried that new cereal Ghetto Pebbles?
Billy: No. Is it any good?
Bob: Hell yeah! I feel so ghetto and black when I eat it though!