The mantis was one for the books. She awakened to the stylings of a shaggy tune. Unbridled flamage is not to be missed. If you’re on Fremont st. and you don’t visit the mantis, you’re missing out.

Very mantis

In a city built around prefab tidy attractions, this is a crazy-fun anomaly. The Mantis is huge, hot, noisy, smelly, and spectacular. Overlooked in regular media, generally unknown even to locals, but only a couple blocks off the Fremont Street Experience, so it’s a safe spot, and worth the extra minute’s walk. Not for people without a sense of humor, but who cares about them anyway? Plus it’s free.

i licked the mantis and it tasted like gutter oil, I wish i drank olive oil