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On Jul 1, 7:58 am, wrote:
On Jun 30, 9:22 pm, wrote:

On Jun 30, 9:08 pm, John H. wrote:
http://tinyurl.com/3pke2s
Note the bottom line!
Hey, I have a shirt with that on it!
So does my daughter!!
Apparantly one needs to break some bones to get one.....

Nope, no broken bones needed, please! The Rowdy Mouse [TM] is an
attitude, there are several ways to make your bones. The Mouse earned
made her first set appropriately at "The Boneyard", Meriden Motorcycle
Club. She strayed from the course twice. The sweepers just followed
her around and watched her pull the bike out of the ruts. She even
made the hill climb without washing out.. Pretty good for her first
race...
Here is a link, zoom in on the shirt
http://trip-reports.com/coppermine/d...album=10&pos=0
And just for the other ahole here. When kids make their bones they get
a shirt, when adults make em' we get ink. Harry never made his bones,
unless it was him in the barrel.. citizens, geeze...


The etymology I know of for "making your bones" is a tad different.

I will admit, though, that I was never stupid or careless enough to
allow my children when they were young to engage in motorcycle racing.
Life must be cheap in your part of Connecticut.