It did indeed crop up in the episode I saw tonight.
No way is Amy a teenager… she attended Mars U, didn’t she? She’s just immature because she’s such a spoiled rich kid.
She’s both, technically.
[sub]This button’s sewed on with horizontal stitches. The others are crisscross.[/sub]
And since some Old New Yorkers do pronounce “ask” as “axe,” it isn’t surprising that it’s been changed to that in the New New York of the 31st century.
Right, her sorority is Kappa Kappa Wong.
Oh, and remember the Episode where Frye discovers the lost city of Atlanta? Zoidberg asks Frye to come visit him and Frye says he can’t because he’s trying to get into the country club and it’s restricted?
Fry? Fry, is that you?
“Look at me! I’m Dr. Zoidberg…homeowner!”
Ahh, my ability to deliver a straight line is as intact as ever.
I love it when his little house burns down…underwater.
Zoidberg: “What happened?”
Hermes: “That’s a very good question”
Bender:(Picking up his lit cigar in the rubble) “So that’s what happened to this”
Hermes:(Freaked out) “That just raises further questions!”.
I think you still care about her. Not just anybody can spell Souphanousinphone.
Guh! 
[Ubergeek]
My roleplaying group plays Star Wars D20 every now and then. One member of the group plays a Mon Calamari who just never manages to do anything useful whatsoever. After many sessions, the Mon Calamari actually managed to accomplish some small task. I yelled “Hoorey for Dr. Zoidberg!” Now whenever the Mon Calamari does anything succesfully - such as closing a ship hatch - we all yell “Hoorey for Dr. Zoidberg!”
It’s hilarious. Trust me. Ok, so you have to be there. It’s not my fault you guys never come over. You’re all invited you know. You have to chip in for the pizza though.
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