We're French and You're Not

“Unique, hilarious, remarkable . . . and that’s just the title.”
- Mark A. Clements, author of The Land of Nod

“We're French and You're Not is in a class all by itself, and that's a class you don't want to ditch. De Lancey's book is laugh-out-loud funny and supremely silly! From the clever title to the final, Sacre bleu!, this witty novel is as highly entertaining as it is ridiculous. Jean and Robert's misadventures are a hilarious treat."
- Marie Etienne, author of Storkbites

“Paul De Lancey has such a rare gift, not only does he keep us laughing, but he can make us cheer for scoundrels. There may be no wackier writer than he."
- Ken Kuhlken, author of The Loud Adios

“Fasten your seat belt for non-stop shenanigans dished out in a way that only Paul De Lancey can, when two would be adventurers leave chaos in their wake as they travel across Europe and the United States."
- Matt Pallamary, author of Land Without Evil

We’re French and You’re Not, is a hilarious romp focusing on the clueless French millionaire, Robert, and the effects of his diary on the conventional Wisconsin farm boy, Frank.

While in America, Robert and his constant companion Jean meet Henrietta Montcalm, a meek and nervous redhead. Their influence turns her into a feisty woman wanted by the police.

Henrietta decides to marry Robert and guides them toward a wedding in Reno. Jean can't stand the thought of Robert giving up his bachelor lifestyle, so naturally he tries to kill him. Neither Jean, a burning hotel, nor fighter jets stop Henrietta from marrying Robert and taking off for her honeymoon.

Along their way, they incidentally: squash the Queen's dog, fly a small plane inside an airport terminal, run McDonald’s in a very French way, rent exploding furniture, open childcare in Mammoth Caves, open a gourmet hospital, and drive their Geo Metro the wrong way in the Indy 500.

Sacre bleu, what fun things the Wisconsin farm boy learns about the world.

Paul De Lancey won the 5th grade speech contest for humor. He built on that triumph to publish humorous articles and earn a Ph.D. in Economics. He is a direct descendant of the great French Emperor Napoleon. Actually, that explains a lot of things. Mr. De Lancey makes his home, with his wonderful family, in Poway, California. He divides his time between being awake and asleep.