Call me Tucda Kl’sch you may.
On your own you are with the pronunciation.
Princess Far-Je’HaArl at your service.
(Or to hear BratMan tell it, Jen-Hyundai from the Naproxen system.)
Ricga Log-ul, you’re our only hope…
OK, I am Whean Cur’Al.
The wife is Rinch Shaha.
And my son will someday be the great Jedi Master Wheal Rinpo. (Which means I have to get some black plastic and work on my heavy breathing…)
Not to nit-pick (ok, ok, I’m nit-picking!) it’s the model of your car, not the make. So is it an Elantra, a Tiburon, what?
I would be “Jen-wish-it-was-a-ferarri-or-even-a-tiburon-but-instead-it’s-an-elantra” from the Naproxen system. Or just JenElantra, to you and me.
Embarassing enough that I had to admit I drive a Hyundai but now you all know that it’s a 4 door coupe “mom-car”. And I don’t even have kids.
::sigh::
It comes with a FIVE year warranty! It’s a SENSIBLE car. I love it. Really.
Fos’Je Hu-Hig at your service
or perhaps you prefer
Jef-J30 from the Sudafed system
I dunno about the first one but the second makes me sound like a droid
Sneke Walyn’s the name. I was the sarcastic yet lovable lizard-like alien that died tragically at the hands of Jedi hunters in Episode III in an Alderaan cantina. People loved me because I spoke in a distinctive rapid-paced nasal voice mixed with clicks. My two lines of alien dialogue were sampled and put on all the major Star Wars WAV file pages.
I admitted to driving a Neon, not exactly the hip car du jour. If it makes you feel better, it’s a four-cylinder stick shift with a crappy factory stereo and an oil leak.
It is red, though, so that’s kinda cool, right?
Winki JoWin - sounds like a new teletubby. Yuck.
Or LeoKi J’Owin. That’s better. Hyphenated last names lend to choice.
Mr. Katt would be Winder El’ea. Not bad.
Kim Topaz from the St. John’s Wort system?
…as Troca Senew. Unfortunately, I was blown out of the sky during the raid on the Death Star, but my valiant sister, Seica Senew (using my married name), still lives to fight another day.
Huh. I come up with Sexju Br’Dow. Or, alternatively, Jus Escort from the Amoxil system. Either way, Star Wars clearly has a thriving porn industry. Mrs. J’s works out to Norta Sh-Boi or Tar Ranger from Loestrin. Much cooler, I’m afraid.
Ooh! I know someone who would translate to Chr Beetle of the RU486 system. TMI, huh?
Red! Red is good.
At least mine’s an automatic. 
If I do the car one, my name would be Ros Sundance from the Ortho-Tri-Cyclen system.
There are great wars every 28 days on my home planet
The dreaded Annca Ronom. Also sounds like a
real name.
Allow me to introduce myself:
I am Ken’je Kachi. My husband is known as His-de Sw’Chi (don’t even ask me how to pronounce that).
Or, alternatively:
I am Jea SL1 from the Cimeditine System, and my husband is Der Escort from the Advil System.
It’s a pleasure to meet you all 
Greetings, fellow travelers. My name is Jedi Tomka Th’Kok. Or, if you prefer the car method, K’ar Caravan from the Simvastatin System. Mr Bear would be Tomme Br’Zin or Mel Pickup from the Motrin System.
Yes, I know we’re not really compatible species, but hey, so what! It works for us! 
May the Force be with you. Even into strange showers. 
Gaabr Fo-Mon.
Sounds like one of the slimy monsters in the background that never gets a mention in the movies.
Soh’Li Ad-Yon, aka Lin Corolla from the Advil system, at your service!
Jeannie, where in the Advil system is your husband from? The name sounds familiar!
Kin-Da Ca-Vic here.
Before becoming a wildly successful anti-freeze salesman on Hoth, I ran the T-shirt concession out of a Jawa sand crawler.
Mceto Jehou
but I like
Brood McEto better.