It would appear that last month the Charlotte Lady Cats didn’t just show up at an NBA draft party. Looks like they did a little dancing as well. And why the hell not? It’s their privilege. It’s their right to make every single drunk guy there pay zero attention the lack of talent in this year’s draft.

Might as well get these guys drooling over a nice tush then drooling over a 6 for 9 215 lb drink of water who’s supposed to set Madison Square Garden on fire? We’ll see about that. You think Michael Jordan was at this party now that he’s freshly divorced?

Do you think Michael Jordan has his own little private Bobcat tryout sessions at his house? I’m guessing that he does and I’m guessing that one on one is taking on a whole new meaning these days.

I couldn’t be any more bored now than writing this article. Just check out the chicks and enjoy.

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