"It's the sun's fault!" Part 1

From a very young age, Jason's mother had slathered sunscreen onto his tiny face.

When he was a teenager, the girls would offer him a tube of SPF 30 while swimming or hanging out outside.

As he got older, he'd read in magazines and see on the news that direct, prolonged exposure to the sun could cause severe damage. Even Jason's doctor warned him that someone with light skin needed to be cautious.

But Jason just chose not to listen.

He was invited to a lake party one day. He donned his swimming trunks and a smile. And that's it. As his peers greased up, he opted out, bragging that he "didn't need that sissy shit."

Hours went by. The sun's rays beamed down on the party-goers. It penetrated their epidermis and darkened their skin.

And burned Jason's.

The next day, he awoke with a sunburn so severe, he could barely get out of bed. He took a cooling shower. He bought the drug store's entire inventory of aloe lotion. And he drank enough water to fill a large fish tank.

Jason felt he had been victimized. He was fully aware that sunburn could happen, he just never really thought that it could be so bad.

So after careful contemplation, he did what any red-blooded U.S. citizen would do.

Jason called up a lawyer.

And he sued the sun.