My husband rang me this evening to say that his colleagues at the high school (where he cleans from 1pm until 8pm every day) were concerned about the high temperatures we're going to get on Monday and Tuesday next week. Apparently he sneered at them and said, "I yam a niggeur! I lurve zee heat!" They were seemingly rather shocked, but amused too.
I have to boast that I can take any amount of heat too (but then, I'm retired and merely sit on The Bench most of the time.)
In Accra, Ghana, my husband and I were exploring a large African market. It was about 40C, but neither of us minded. However, some sweat trickled down into my eyes and they were red. A Ghanaian lady selling secondhand bras (!!) asked me, "Why you crying lady, huh?" It did make me giggle, but I reassured her it was only sweat. Husband had to pipe up:"She's a Honky, she should be a nigga like us!"