Okay, we didn’t come here to start something with you guys. We just wanted to check you out. You know, for when we go to the Worlds. And kick your ass.
Oooh! Get it, girl.
You? You are the kicker of ass? But you are so tiny. Like an elf. Or is it a sprite? Fairy? What is the word I mean?
Troll.
That’s it. You are like a troll.
Well you... are... physically flawless. But that doesn’t mean I like you.
We are not scared about the Worlds because when The Bellas hit the stage we are going to blow minds.
Blow minds? With what? More of Flabby Abby's baby chute?
That's not my name.
I don't know your name. Could be anything. Obese Denise. Inflexible Tina. Lazy Susan...
My name is Fat Amy, un I eat krauts like you for lunch.
Your team is like, a, how do you say that? A heated mess. You know, a mess where heat is applied to it so what once was a little messy is now even messier.
Darlings, please take my advice. Don’t try to beat us. You can’t. We are the best. I must go and rest my neck. It is sore from looking down on you.
Okay! Just because you are making me very sexually confused does mean that you are intimidating. We got a chip on our shoulder and nothing to lose. And we’re not backing down from anyone. Aca Wiedersehen, bitches. Aw, what’s happening to me? Why am I using my hands so much?
