It's Getting Late, Let's Go To Bed

Miley crossed her arms across her chest and said, "Many other men are missing me every day. Let me give you an idea. If you miss me, search for my name on Google and find some videos or pictures of me online to see. If that still doesn't work, then you could buy my merchandise and change all your daily necessities to those with my photos on them. If that fails again, you could take stick a photo of me on an inflatable doll! I don't mind!"  Jonason replied, "It's not enough if it just looks like you. It also must have your figure. What are your measurements? I'll ask someone to make me an inflatable doll that's almost the same as you." Miley was so angry that her face turned red. She shouted, "You pervert!" "It was your idea." Jonason frowned. "That won't do. Just the body measurements alone are not enough. The same body measurements could still produce a different figure. Could you take off your clothes and show your body to me? I can only tell the producers of the inflatable dolls of