To quote Al Pacino, and I quote: "All these people, they keep grabbing me back inside".
At one point, the passenger behind me started resting his hand on top of my seat while moving all his fingers, so that, to me, it looked like this hand was reaching to grab me back.
She grabbed me from the back and she started to say that 'you don't know who I am, I will make your life miserable'.
When I did he grabbed me by the back of my neck and stuck his erect penis down my throat.
"At one point he got really close and grabbed me by the back of the head, and he was like 'you're a really hot fucking photographer'.
After I paid, a security guard grabbed me by the back of my jacket, insinuating that I had to check it.
"At one point he got really close and grabbed me by the back of the head, and he was like 'you're a really hot fucking photographer.' And I was like 'Well, um, you have to be a certain distance from me, or I can't take photos.'".
I stumbled toward the tracks, and an enormous woman grabbed me and pulled me back.
"Cornbread Maxwell grabbed me and was holding me back.
It was scuppered, unwittingly, by the Free Church chaplain, who came bounding up to me in the foyer of the Students' Union on my first day back, grabbed me warmly by the hand and announced in a booming voice to all and sundry, "John, I hear you've become a Christian.
