Feb 18, 2011 11:12 GMT  ·  By
A guy named Paz managed to crash Paris Hilton’s birthday party and steal her cake – it’s all on Facebook
   A guy named Paz managed to crash Paris Hilton’s birthday party and steal her cake – it’s all on Facebook

As Facebook user Paz writes on his page, you’d expect that a Paris Hilton birthday bash would be tighter on security. He and a friend crashed the star’s birthday party, and Paz even managed to smuggle her birthday cake out of the building – and he’s telling his story on Facebook.

Paz begins his post by saying he woke up “this morning” to the sight of a three-layered cake on his living room table. It’s reads “Paris” and looks incredibly yummy – and he then sets out to detail how he came across it.

The idea came from a friend of his, who promised him he would take him and crash Paris Hilton’s birthday party, a thing Paz deemed impossible.

“Hollywood is so weird sometimes, it scares me. I always imagined parties like this having more layers of security chekpoints than the white house. Yet all I needed was a red wristband with a ‘P’ on it, and suddenly an army of black-clad mercenaries is hustling me into a mansion the size of a Holiday Inn,” Paz writes.

Once inside the venue, he and his friend did their best to blend in or, as he puts it, he drank “heavily.” He even has pictures to prove that his is not a false story, shots that couldn’t have come from the paparazzi because they weren’t allowed inside.

There were six open bars at the party and “awesome” things like dancers decked in LED-suits shooting lasers out of their hands. There were also cute girls wearing very little clothes – and Paz makes sure to include a photo of one too.

After Paris came out to blow out the candles on her cake, Paz is shocked to find out that the second cake on the table would not be served and would probably be thrown out, at which point he decides to go in and “save it.”

“It was at this inebriated moment I decided no one was going to waste $2000 worth of anything on my watch,” he says.

He walks inside the room he calls “cakeville,” picks up the cake, nods to the head of security as if with a purpose (he nods back), and Paz is in his friend’s car, “with 70 lbs. of awesome in [his] lap.”

“As the sun rises, I crash hard. In the morning, I’ll awake to an interesting surprise in the den. It’s red. It’s delicious. And I don’t know [what the hell] I’m going to do with it,” Paz says of the cake.

Some of his Facebook friends have suggested he eat the “evidence of his crime” – just in case.