This is hilarious! I'm just now getting back into smoking, I got into some trouble when I thought I was some hot shot dealer back in the day...but here's a small story I remember from a few yrs ago.
It all takes place at a round table at my apt. where me and my roomie always smoke. After gettin demolished one day, we start talking about the different kinds of weed, and different highs you get. This conversation quickly moved to dumbass' on the street that make up names and shit for their weed, just to bump the price up. I.E. "crippy" " yellow pajamas" etc...
Naturally, we started making up our own names, as a joke between us. Whenever one of us would get some new stuff, we'd call the other one and say," yo man I got that new shit...that that frosted flakes type shit, I'm talkin some fruity pebbles baby". I guess you guys had to be there ,but this went on for a good 1/2 a year.