
I know this because, long ago, I used to date one. Biggest mistake of my life.
But, anyway...
What is infinitely better than dating a dude with a bandana in his back pocket is being married to one who has a baby bib there instead.
Oh my, do I love my husband. He's taken up the habit of walking around all the time with a bib or a burp cloth hanging out of his back pocket now. It's just easier, he says, for spit-up clean-up.
Oh, how I love him!! :)