Oh, and corpses of slain party members, if they'll fit.
Lan-"three bags full, sir"-efan
And now, a scene from
Pulp Tolkien:
Jimmie: I don't need you to tell me how freaking good my coffee is, okay? I'm the one who buys it. I know how good it is. When Bonnie goes shopping she buys NADA. I buy the gourmet expensive stuff because when I drink it I want to taste it. But you know what's on my mind right now? It AIN'T the coffee in my kitchen, it's the dead HOBBIT in my stash.
Jules: Oh, Jimmie, don't even worry about that...
Jimmie: No, No, No, No, let me ask you a question. When you came pulling in here, did you notice writing on the side of my Bag of Holding that said Dead Hobbit Storage?
Jules: Jimmie, you know I ain't seen no...
Jimmie: Did you notice writing on the side of my Bag of Holding that said Dead Hobbit Storage?
Jules: [pause] No. I didn't.
Jimmie: You know WHY you didn't see that writing?
Jules: Why?
Jimmie: 'Cause it ain't there, 'cause storing dead hobbits
ain't my freaking business, that's why!