That was Cletus, a distant cousin (apparently trying to get even more distant). Cletus grew up in Georgia and then migrated to California when he was thrown into the bed of a westbound pickup truck and fell in love with the spare tire. He's had "issues" ever since, stemming from a combination of his "hold my beer and watch this" heritage and his acquired California strangeness. Plus he's a box turtle which, if you know anything about turtles, explains a lot.