A picnic basket that the goblins fashioned themselves: sheets of rusty metal crudely bolted together and dirty sewer pipes for the handle. They tried to weave a rim around the basket with thorny vines but ran out halfway and improvised with their own claws and toenails. The goblins lounge under a beach umbrella propped up with the bones of some unfortunate creature. The lifesaver adds a bit of pizzaz in the goblins' eyes and plus-it's not like the guy they found it with was using it anyways...