Andrew Garfield Once Celebrated His Birthday By Getting High As Fuck With His Best Friends And Going To Disneyland

by 10 months ago

Smoking weed is cool enough in itself.  Smoking weed and eating Doritos watching Hey Arnold  listening to Cypress Hill going to work to plug Excel spreadsheets riding Space Mountain at Disnleyland with your best friends in the world on your birthday is wayyyyyy cooler than most stoner recreational activities.

In the video above for W Magazine, 33-year-old actor Andrew Garfield describes his 29th birthday, which might be considered a stoner’s dream day. First, his best bros in the world surprised him by flying to L.A.  Together with his at-the-time-girlfriend Emma Stone, the squad proceeded to get high as fuck off brownies at Disneyland for the day.

He calls it “Literally heaven.”

“It was literally heaven. How about Space Mountain three times in a row?” Garfield remembered. “I freaked out on It’s a Small World. I was like, ‘It is a fucking small world!’… We had this girl called Chantal — bless you, Chantal, wherever you are — she was our guide. And I think she was that innocent and pure of heart that she had no idea that we were on drugs.”

“There was moment when me and eight of my closest friends found ourselves, we didn’t even realize anyone else was doing it,” he said. “We were walking through Fantasyland and there was a song that was playing out of the trees and we were all doing this, dancing through, and I think at one point we all started to look around going, ‘We’re all doing the same dance, how did this happen?’”

His only regret: Not buying a Chewbacca backpack like a true rich, stoned-as-fuck wook.

Gotta get a stoner adventure like that on the books with the crew ASAP. And the great thing is that you can replicate it anywhere: Six Flags, Hershey Park, Medieval Times, a water park…  It totally shames the time I ate a brownie and bowled five straight games with groups of strangers at Bowlmor Chelsea Piers. Pretty sure that was the day I rolled in the 200s for the first time in my life. I remember because it was a short-lived glory — I quickly hated myself after eating two Artichoke Pizza slices on the walk home.

Weirdest Tuesday night ever.

Since a trip to Disneyland isn’t in the cards for my foreseeable future, next time I’m just getting blazed out of my gourd and never leaving the skeeball machine at Dave and Busters.


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