my first reaction was incredulity: "what a crock of shit". Then, after learning more, I realized that I perhaps didn't know shit from shinola, and should stop being a shit-for-brains - you know, stop being scared shitless and get my shit together to give it a try!
Thus, I found a willing companion and although I was shitting breaks with anxiety, my first thought as she traveled south was "Holy shit"! Now, I enjoyed the sensation but couldn't imagine she did until I saw her shit-eating grin after. Being a giver myself, I got my shit together and reciprocated. No shit, there was my tongue stuck to her rosebud like shit on a shovel. Her reaction was certainly some good shit!
After, we shot the shit for a while and eventually decided that no matter what others thought, we didn't give a shit - rimming did feel good, at least for an experience if not a regular activity.
Of course, I don't know jack-shit about shigella and ecoli. I guess if you rim, it could happen and you're just shit out of luck. I don't want to be a shit-stirrer, but sometimes you just gotta shit or get off the pot to experience life. Yeah, sometimes the shit hits the fan and you may get a shitty break in life, but there is tough shit in everything. Just get a little shit-faced and come back a little stronger.
And that's no shit.