When you work in news, you have to do whatever story they assign you to do. No matter how 💩ty is. Yesterday, Louis Aguirre was given the crappy assignment of doing a story about a man who pooped in a stranger’s driveway in North Lauderdale (because it is Florida) and it was all caught on the home owner’s Ring.
Well, when life hands you poop, you make hot chocolate. At least that is what the WPLG reporter did. He did pun and after pun because what else can you do? You have to have fun with it. The pkg had two ways of going, either down the crapper or coming up smelling like roses. I am happy he went with the latter because it brought a smile to my face. But then again, toilet humor always does that.
If I were still judging local Emmys, I would give Louis the win. Although the last time I judged them, I was in Miami (an intern working with Louis) and you cannot do your local market. So I beg the Emmy voters, who get this entry, vote for him. Help him turn 💩 into gold! Literally.
