Airbnb is a pretty loaded gun. On the one hand, you’re making those cool stacks of cheddar for doing nothing except going on vacation. On the other hand, you don’t know who the fuck you’re letting into your place. Sure, you can kind of vet them, but anyone can lie about themselves. I’ve seen Catfish. Take this dude who rented his house in the Hamptons to a dude from Wall Street, a decision which resulted in said renter hosting an event called #Sprayathon, which features midgets, super-soakers and general destruction of property.
Via Page Six:
“Hedge funder Brett Barna threw a wild “Wolf of Wall Street”-style Hamptons party — awash with Champagne, scores of bikini-clad women and costumed gun-toting midgets — and allegedly trashed a $20 million mansion. Barna, a portfolio manager at Louis Bacon’s Moore Capital Management, hosted the all-day “#Sprayathon” pool party on Sunday, where 1,000 people doused themselves in bubbly as rapper Ace Hood performed. Now the furious owner of the 14-bedroom estate in Bridgehampton plans to sue Barna, 31, for $1 million, saying the Wall Street hot shot had claimed the party would be a fundraiser for an animal charity for a mere 50 guests. Plus, Barna is disputing the $27,000 Airbnb rental and is refusing to pay.
The owner, who asked to not be named, told us, “Brett came to me dropping Louis Bacon’s name and saying he was a big deal with the Robin Hood Foundation. He said there would be 50 people at the event and it was for animal rescue. But the only animals there were the people, a thousand of them. They drowned themselves in Champagne, they had midgets they threw in the pool, they broke into the house, trashed the furniture, art was stolen, we found used condoms. So many people were there that the concrete around the pool crumbled and fell into the water. It was like ‘Jersey Shore’ meets a frat party. We are preparing a massive lawsuit . . . We’re waiting to serve him. Brett was last seen on Sunday chugging Champagne with two midgets.” Wild social media posts show partygoers dousing themselves in booze and dancing wildly.”
Honestly, I’m less than thrilled that I missed this party. One time when I was in college, I went to a house-warming party where the host hired a catering company that was strictly staffed by midgets. The party itself was fun, but the midgets definitely heightened things. Pun intended. The weirdest part was when the midgets who came up to my knee kept asking me for ID as if they could actually prevent me from taking shots from the trays they were carrying. So yes, I’d like to go back to that party, and it sounds like I missed my best opportunity. Luckily, it’s 2016, so I can just look at all the Instagram pictures people took and pretend I was there.
And, last by not least, an armed midget.
[h/t Daily Mail]