This one stalled because it largely rested on one punchline and the one I had wasn’t good enough.  It was along the lines of “I’d spend all day seeing how high a stack of peasants I could make.”  In addition to not being all that laughworthy, there was the possibility that it would be misconstrued as an Abu Ghraib reference.

How to pick on the peasants was still in my mind, though.

I let the arrangement of the words here be sufficient without hyphenation.  I assume you know this was not a fight with starving peasant pies.