Father and son in environmental protection suits despairing at the rapid melting of their lardman.
The Scottish Word:

Papple.

It’s bad eneuch when the winter lard-man melts sae quick son but it’s even startin tae papple noo.

I mind when I wiz your age, they used tae staun fur days an we used tae hae lard-ball fechts. Noo we’re lucky if we get it tae last past noon.

Translation:

papple: sputter, sizzle.

It is bad enough when the winter lard-man melts so quickly son but it is even starting to sizzle now.

I remember when I was your age, they used to stand for days and we used to have lard-ball fights. Now we are lucky if we get it to last past noon.

papl

Humanity in action.

I wonder if the heads out of our backsides reaction to climate change will come soon enough.

Or will it be last minute.

Enough to save humans, pigs and possibly chickens in underground air conditioned bunkers.

And guess who the people will be who will get to be saved and go in the bunkers?

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