Sipsey Street Irregulars: Barney Frank throws hissy fit on ferry dock -- over his inability to qualify for a dollar discount.

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Barney Frank throws hissy fit on ferry dock -- over his inability to qualify for a dollar discount.

Grumpy Barney.

The New York Post reports:

Massachusetts Congressman Barney Frank caused a scene when he demanded a $1 senior discount on his ferry fare to Fire Island's popular gay haunt, The Pines, last Friday. Frank was turned down by ticket clerks at the dock in Sayville because he didn't have the required Suffolk County Senior Citizens ID.

A witness reports, "Frank made such a drama over the senior rate that I contemplated offering him the dollar to cool down the situation." Frank made news last year when he was spotted looking uncomfortable around a bevy of topless, well-built men at the Pines Annual Ascension Beach Party. Frank's spokesperson confirmed to Page Six that his partner, James Ready, asked the ticket office for a regular ticket for himself and a senior ticket for Frank, "but was turned down because Frank didn't have a resident ID."

Fire Island Tourist Poster.

8 comments:

Dr.D said...: What a cheep screw!!

Dr.D III; July 27, 2010 at 9:41 PM
Anonymous said...: He must have thought it was a fairy dock.; July 27, 2010 at 9:47 PM
Anonymous said...: Ah, irony. A fairy riding on a ferry....; July 27, 2010 at 10:18 PM
Anonymous said...: An unfair fairy ferry fare?

drdave III; July 27, 2010 at 10:19 PM
Tom Wolff said...: Mike,
Yer really tryin' ta make me puke today, aintcha?; July 28, 2010 at 3:46 AM
idahobob said...: Poor, poor, little fairy.

Bob
III; July 28, 2010 at 8:12 AM
Anonymous said...: "[H]e demanded a $1 senior discount on his ferry fare to Fire Island..."

This is evidently a typographical error. It should read "fairy" fare.; July 28, 2010 at 9:28 AM
Defender said...: Vas? He vas not haffing ze korrect paperrs? Vell, vell.
Karma is karma. This was a very, very small warning.; July 28, 2010 at 12:55 PM

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