I always thank my fish before I smack their little craniums with the back of my knife and proceed to butcher and eat them. It's a circle of life thing, just as I was raised, what goes around comes around. I thank campsites as I leave too ... hey, couldn't hurt.

I'll try youtube sometime. Near the bottom? One of the reasons I stopped taking fish home is I never watched the guy who cut out the gills so they'd be legal at the border.