It's not to see the USA in your Chevrolet, or even to hang out in your underpants all day and get paid for it. The American dream is to say, "Honey, get the kids and the open likker and let's drive willy nilly. Lake, highway, pristine wilderness -- it's all the same to us!" You got a credit card, your cargo shorts, water shoes. It's all good.
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