Dying of laughter does not constitute an actual demise. You merely pass out from lack of oxygen and then wake back up a few minutes later with a few brain cells missing. If indeed Paris took your place, I'm afraid she'd wake up a zombie, as she has only so many brain cells remaining. But since Paris shambling around moaning about braaaaaaaiiinnz would actually be an improvement, I figure we can fudge the rules and let her take your place.