Hey, Cowgirls peeps! A guy is looking for one of you beautiful cocktail waitresses.  Do you know who he is?

Saturday, Energy Drinks and ALOT of walking! - m4w (Nampa)

I knew you were trouble the moment I laid eyes on you. Tall, blonde with dark streaks, evil grin and rockin ass. Yep. I said to myself: Just walk away man, be polite, enjoy the view and do your job. Before you walked in, I had zero intention of becoming interested in another woman, I do my job, I go home and work out hang out with my kid and sleep. Boring? Sure. Safe? Definitely. And here you are, giggling in front of me, that goddamn, I-Could-Wreck-Your-World-With-A-Single-Shot, evil, sexy smile. You bought me a drink, we talked and all the while I felt myself growing more and more interested. But that's the weird thing, I've been with quite a few gorgeous woman in my life, but with you it wasn't just your looks. You were exciting and funny, the connection was just barely made yet it was strong enough to tug me closer. I kept trying to leave but that goddamn smile, that crazy hot laugh and those sparkling eyes just kept pulling me back. I joked that we should make out and without hesitation you agreed. Was I the luckiest man alive? Even though everything in me screamed: WARNING WARNING YOU ARE BEING SEDUCED BY A STRANGER. I just played it off like you were joking....deep down all I wanted to do was tackle you in the parking lot and just go wild. Just when I was going to go for it, that's when you handed me back the sweater and said you got a ride. A very small wave of relief washed over me. It was the right thing to do, we should both just walk away....and then I found myself outside pulling you in close and planting a kiss on your neck. It took every ounce of willpower I had to pull away and not slip my hand up behind your head, entwine my fingers through your hair and kiss you. Kiss you like you were the last person on earth, kiss you like a meterorite was about to wipe us out. As the car pulled away, this lump appeared in my stomach....Why didn't I kiss her....why didn't I get her number? Bow I'm trying to find you. Tell me where you work and where I work. Answer that and lets just be a little impulsive and rash. Cause hey, safe is boring. Still don't know who the hell I'm talking about. Last hint: You drive a BMW and I want to be a reporter.

Swiss cheese loverrrrr - w4m - 27 (In your house)

I saw you making love to that big block of cheese through your window. I know you saw me watching. Reply with the color of my binoculars and let's connect.

You are a Cocktail Waitress at Cowgirls - m4w - 27 (2c)

You always come into my store in short shorts and cowgirl boots. You have like the hottest legs known to man. And you always have a huge grin on your face, your younger than me. You know I'm staring at you, you know I think your hella cute, but still you play it off like you don't. Honey, if you even kinda think I'm hot, please let me know because I get all sorts of naughty thoughts in my head everytime you come around. That's why when Craigslist asked me to listen my “personality” the only thing I could come up with is “bad, bad boy.” If you think I'm even the least bit attractive, I want you. I want to treat you like all of those girls in those Luke Bryan and Jason Aldean songs. Make me your cowboy! I'm usually wearing a hat when you see me, what color is it?

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