Now before any NBA fans start trying to kill my ass, I’m just reporting what I see. Oh No They Didn’t is saying LeBron James has been photographed with his kid at a topless pool party. And it wasn’t one of those like hippie, breastfeeding earth circle things. It was one of those “later on we’re having a double dildo show” deals. Check it.
Looks like Britney Spears has competition for Parent of the Year. This past weekend, basketball star Lebron James took his toddler son to a topless pool party in Miami. The pictures show Lebron hanging out poolside with his young son. The other pictures show topless woman hanging around poolside with Lebron walking past.
If this is true, I really don’t see anything wrong with it. Maybe if I had been exposed to more topless boobies as a kid, I wouldn’t have grown up wanting to be Kylie Minogue and stalking Scott Caan. He should just toss the little tyke a condom and advise him to tell prospective chickenhead oral providers to “just don’t bite it”.
UPDATE – An eagle-eyed reader just hooked us up with this update from True Hoop. Apparently, it wasn’t a topless pool party, it was just another day down by that pool. Check it after the jump.
I wish I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a baller… [Splash News Online]
UPDATE: If you check the TrueHoop comments, you’ll see a plugged in reader explaining the belief that what you see in those LeBron photos is not a party at all, but just another day poolside at the Shore Club in Miami. The Shore Club’s marketing website describes it this way:
The Shore Club’s two elevated infinity edge pools, one Olympic size the other a lap pool with hot tub, are surrounded by enormous custom tufted beds ranging from 12×12 feet to 30×4 feet and are covered in hand-painted pillows of all sizes and large painted throws all by artists Izhar Patkin and Kim MacConnel. The Beach is easily accessed directly from the pools.
Centrally located between the pools and surrounded by white sheer curtains is the Rumbar, offering 75 different rums, creating an intimate space and backdrop for the potted climber plants. Off one of the pools is the Sandbar, which in its own private setting in the sand, lends itself to smaller private parties.
It seems kind of dishonest, somehow, not to mention the scads of topless women mingling with the superstar athletes. How is one supposed to know not to bring the kids?
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