Totally buying it!
Wouldn't it be great if the shark tried to bite of Debzy's nose, but out of the blue she got all Don Corleone on it and pulled out her Walther p22 and blew its eyes out? (Must mentally tuck that away for self-touch material later...)
Anyway, for those out there commenting that this isn't real, here's the IMBD entry for it. (I mean the movie. Not Debbie's boobs. Those are questionable.)
But while we're on the subject—and I literally had this conversation with two different people in the past week, kid you not—why has this broad never done a Cathy Dennis and started writing/producing hits for today's wet-behind-the-ears pop stars? Seriously, none of these young ho's can write a hook like Deborah was doing at 17 all on her own back in the day!