When Joe Jackson hit Las Vegas this past Saturday it wasn’t to place his face in the cleavage of college age girls [this time at least] but to be present at the unveiling of his son Michael Jackson’s star at the Palms Casino Resort’s Walk of Fame.

“I wish he was here to see this take place,” Joe Jackson said of the son who died June 25. Police have labeled the death a homicide.

With the sounds of “Thriller” coming from the speakers and a drum line playing, the patriarch of the Jackson family smiled and posed for pictures as the star was unveiled in front of the Brenden Theatres.

The ceremony was actually two years in the making, organizers said, adding that Michael Jackson wanted to coordinate the unveiling with some type of major event.

“The plan was that Michael would accept the star after the run of London shows,” said emcee Robin Leach.

Meanwhile, further west on Saturday night, at the Hollywood Bowl, Liza Minnelli said at her concert, “Today would have been Michael Jackson’s birthday. And I loved him with all of my heart, and I will miss him for the rest of my life.” [source]

Do not fret Crunksters, for the freshwater creature who builds dams of love and resulting chaos is on his way back to our needy hearts! Chris Brown, according to the House of Bitchie, is preparing a media blitz to win back the public’s trust and give the DJs a reason again to play “Take You Down” for the kids at the Junior Prom this upcoming Spring.

His new album, tentatively titled Graffiti is set to drop this upcoming  Fall, but before that, he plans include a sit-down with Larry “Phoning it in cause I’m old as Hell” King and performing the moonwalk with Gremlins during various dates on the America’s Most Wanted Tour.

Hopefully the Beaver that hails from Tappahannock, Virginia, has learned his lesson and use his teeth for eating and carefully pronouncing his words [Did y’all see that apology, homeboy had a lisp. I didn’t even know!] instead of as a weapon of mass destruction.

Ta-da, I was nice. Didn’t even throw shade today.

Keri Hilson is far from recession proof so it makes sense that she hooked up with Wet Seal to promote her debut album in the popular retail store. I haven’t been inside of one since I was old enough to consume alcohol but I can always spot your cousins rocking the exact same outfits the sale associates put on the store mannequins when I go  out to the club. That’s got to count for something, right?

Ed Hardy strikes again!

Yung Berg buried his face deep in a lucky dark butt’s crotch area during a recent show, after administering a pool test checking her I.D. first of course. I can’t tell you how much I wish she smelled like collard green funk. [c] Kyle from College Hill: South Beach

This girl looks like she could be the secret child of Ann Iverson. I can’t tell if she is wearing Cousin Angie B! fire engine red lipstick or not but look at the eyes and excessive gums when she smile, Maury! It wouldn’t surprise me if Ann had some children she “has to catch up with later” like Frankie. Hell, this is probably one of many floating around.

All this faux oral copulation is not the most surprising thing in this clip though. The fact that people actually knew the lyrics to his song was mind blowing to me.