Groping for aquittal

Our long, dark nightmare is finally over. Tigger didn’t do it.
Michael Chartrand used to live his dream, and it was putting on a Tigger costume at Walt Disney World and wandering the park, cavorting with children and getting his picture taken. Then a 13-year-old girl said, “Mommy, he touched my boob,” (or words to that effect) and Michael found himself embroiled in a lawsuit that left him jobless, fiance-less and homeless.
But the jury said that there was no evidence that the dirty Tigger was him, or that he was the dirty Tigger, so he’s free now to… no longer live his dream and probably go home to England penniless and miserable. How’s that for a Disney ending?

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