Say what you will about Greece, and I'm sure many of you bitches already have, but next time you wanna make some crack about them being forced to turn tricks on the steps of the Parthenon, I'd just like you to consider one thing-- that Prime Minister George Papandreou has got the skills to whoop your ass. Alternatively, if you show him and his country some respect, he'll show you the best night of your life.
He dispensed street justice as a young man in Greece, using his martial arts skills to level two men who had smashed an ice cream cone in an old man’s face. He and his siblings took odd jobs, including as gas station attendants and window washers. A dreamer known to strum Bob Dylan songs, he wooed Ada, his wife, with Greek love songs in a late night window serenade in Athens, according to his brother, Nick.