A woman with a disproportionately small waist for her G cup
chest runs down the beach in a red swimsuit cut so high her hips
appear to end in her armpits. The music reaches a crescendo as her
now slow-motion figure bounces into ankle deep water to
effortlessly drag a floundering hairy-chested man onto the beach
while gaspy-faced onlookers gather to watch her begin a more
romantic resuscitation procedure than could reasonably occur in
real life. The hairy-chested man splutters, gazes into her eyes
with just-survived-a-near-drowning-in-one-foot-of-water intensity
and rests his head in one hand (aka manly beach pose) while his
face breaks into a cheeky, flirtatious grin. The lifeguard gets up,
flicks her immaculately tousled blonde hair, smiles back in a
boundary-setting manner and saunters back to her watch post. You
guessed it - Baywatch.
I would recommend this workshop to other students because now when we say lesbian, gay. bisexual or transgender, nobody laughs in our class. And some of the boys won't use those words as an insult.
- Year 5 student