Dear RizzaCars.com,
Every time I hear your name, I think of the Wu Tang Clan.
Sorry I won’t be buying cars from you. No offense.
I just don’t feel comfy with the idea that you might have a salesman called Ghostface Killah, because I’m pretty sure I would lose it for sure.
The jingle’s pretty catchy; my most insincere thanks for the annoying earworm.