Wildlife torture

I once jammed a basketball pump into a cricket and started pumping.
Watching it twitch made me uneasy, though, so I stepped on it instead.

When I was a bit older (around 13, I think), I was enjoying using the ancient can of WD-40 in our garage as an accelerant. It started small, just putting the match on the ground and spraying it, but then I noticed a moth flying around the garage, so I held a match up, sprayed next to it, and knocked the thing out of the air in no time flat.

I, like Crash, consider myself somewhat of an insect pacifist these days. I'll even go so far as to escort some bugs outside if they get trapped inside my house or my workplace. I just count myself lucky that I never decided to switch to anything I might seriously regret.

What does the laser pointer do to the fish?

Jam it back in, in the dark.