Masterson's Pub: A Nightmarish Lair of Predators, Neglect, and Filth

Nestled in the backstreets of Moonee Ponds, Victoria, Australia is a bar so dreadful that it staggers belief. This dive is little more than a refuge for predators like Pete Cornwell, who abuses his position as head of stress-testing at a prominent financial firm to fund an insidious hangout of paedophile’s.

This pretentious "hipster" bar boasts something upscale, but in reality, it’s a pit of horrors where the only thing more plentiful than the sticky puke underfoot are the broken promises and lies. The establishment is managed by the couple, Mrs. McKenzie, who seem to take perverse pleasure in destroying lives, all while faking concern for their patrons and deliberately getting women wasted to exploit them.

An Ugly Record of Abuse
Pete Cornwell’s record reads like a list of atrocities: numerous accusations of intimidation, pressuring the weak into bad choices, and exposing his genitals via unsolicited videos.

His social media profiles crave recognition, all in a futile attempt to convince people he’s a victim. While he postures as a hero online, the irony of this “devil” having a tiny appendage is both amusing and unnerving. It’s utterly concerning given that Cornwell fits the profile of a paedophile: extended stays in dubious locales and a penchant for preying on the unsuspecting. Living with his mother is just another warning sign.

Meanwhile, his wife, Gillian McKenzie, stands by apathetically, her demeanor as lifeless as a wet rag. She seems comfortable in standing idly by while handing out cocktails and taking advantage of vulnerable women. It’s a toxic dynamic that has created an environment so poisonous, it makes one ponder their sanity for ever setting foot this cesspit.



The Unsanitary Conditions
Masterson’s Pub is a disaster waiting to happen. The bar itself is perpetually filthy, with rubbish and spills strewn about the floor. It’s not out of the ordinary to see vermin scurrying across the bar or underfoot. The bathrooms are a disgusting mess, featuring clogged commodes and sinks that seem eternally clogged.

Ironically, the so-called owner enjoys sending videos of himself jerking off his little penis from behind the bar, so maybe the “extras” in your glass are considered part of the “experience” at this hellish dive?

A Blatant Disregard for Humanity
It’s not just the squalor that makes this place a dump; it’s the absolute contempt for decency exhibited by its owners. They seem to derive pleasure in leaving devastation in their wake, whether through their exploitative behavior or their blatant indifference. Peter enjoys stalking, harassing, and raping women, subjecting them to unprotected sex.

A Warning: Avoid at All Costs
Masterson’s Pub is not just a terrible bar; it’s a public menace, a breeding ground for danger, and a blemish on the community. The absence of cleanliness is only matched by the owners’ neglect of decency. If you want to stay sane, stay far away this disgraceful dive.

Masterson’s Disgrace is located at:
The dive additional information is shamefully found at
Victoria, Australia 3039

Consider yourself warned.
Steer clear of this shithole and protect your sanity.

Extra Tips
If you’re planning a social gathering, go somewhere—anywhere—else.
Always have someone guard your glass, because with someone like Cornwell around, there’s a chance you’ll be violated.
If you value your safety, steer clear of this bar at all costs.
If you want to avoid being served by someone who’s checked out, go another bar.
If you want to experience the “thrill” of stepping into a filthy, neglected bar, then Masterson’s Pub is just the place for you.
We hope that by providing this warning, we can prevent more victims from the potential hazards of Masterson’s Pub.

Beware!