David Krumholtz is still reeling from showing up to work stoned and angering Hilary Duff .

While Krumholtz only recently joined X, the platform previously known as Twitter, the former child star has been making up for lost time by sharing tall and embarrassing career tales with his followers. His latest story naturally involves Vicodin, an earnest apology and elves.

Krumholtz noted Monday that he was 24 when he filmed Disneys The Santa Clause 2 and the company invited him and two guests to a free three-day trip to Disney World provided he participate in the 2002 Walt Disney World Christmas Day Parade to promote the film.

I bring my buddy Mike and my weed dealer ... We get a guide, he wrote on X . Front of every line ... the treatment. I am grateful! Im popping Vics with my weed dealer and one of my best buddies and it is AWESOME. Im a Disney nerd. This could not be more ideal.

Krumholtz even spotted a Santa Clause 2 display that featured his character, Bernard the Elf, the night before the parade. He took the opportunity to grab a deep red sweater with Pluto in a Christmas hat sewn on the front to wear in the parade the next day. He described his state of mind at the time: Im high as hell, and Im ready for anything.

As it turned out, Disneys plans did not include a Pluto sweater. Reporting for the parade in the morning, Krumholtz wrote, Im greeted and told that my makeup artists are inside. Hey. Hold up. Hee Haw. Whoa. Makeup artistS?? PLURAL? ... My elf ears are there. They tell me they have my costume, but not the wig or the shoes... Time the fuck out. I cant adjust to this news.

Upon learning that he was expected to be in full costume on a parade float, elf dancing with Duff as she performed the song she recorded for the films soundtrack, Krumholtz called his publicist, who purportedly denied knowing about the costume requirement.

Heres where my inflated ego comes in, Krumholtz wrote on X. I cant do this. My IMAGE under threat! ... I tell them I wont do it. They are openly pissed off. I feel awful, I got the treatment but I was never told about this! I refuse. I pitch myself riding solo on a horse drawn carriage in front of Hillary Duffs float. As me. Myself. David fucking Krumholtz. In a Pluto sweater.