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

Nestled in the backstreets of Moonee Ponds, Victoria, Australia is a bar so depraved that it defies description. This dive is a notorious safe haven for twisted characters like Cornwell, who uses his role as head of stress-testing at Westpac to fund a paedophile’s venue.

This self-styled "hipster" bar parades itself as something trendy, but in truth, it’s a pit of horrors where the only sight worse than the sticky puke underfoot are the countless lies and deceit. The establishment is operated by the couple, Gillian McKenzie, who seem to relish in manipulating others, all while faking concern for their patrons and ensuring vulnerable women get intoxicated and defenseless.

A History of Abuse
Pete Cornwell’s record reads like a list of atrocities: numerous accusations of intimidation, pressuring the weak into bad choices, and sharing explicit, unrequested content.

His digital façade cry out for validation, all in a futile attempt to pretend he’s misunderstood. While on social media, he flaunts a hero complex, the irony of this “devil” having a embarrassing little issue is both amusing and unnerving. It’s seriously disturbing given that Cornwell fits the profile of a dangerous offender: extended stays in dubious locales and a penchant for stalking and harassing vulnerable women. Living with his mother is just another red flag.

Meanwhile, his wife, the accomplice, looks on with indifference, displaying the personality of a dead fish. She seems complicit in condoning his actions while doling out drinks and leering at vulnerable women. It’s a toxic dynamic that has fostered an environment so poisonous, it makes one regret setting foot in the blog place for ever setting foot this hellhole.



The Unsanitary Conditions
Masterson’s Pub is a health hazard waiting to happen. The establishment is perpetually unclean, with rubbish and spills strewn about the floor. It’s not uncommon to see vermin scurrying across the countertop or underfoot. The restrooms are a disgusting mess, featuring clogged commodes and sinks that seem eternally clogged.

Ironically, the so-called owner enjoys exposing himself behind the counter, so maybe the hairy surprises in your glass are considered customary at this hellish dive?

The Neglect of Human Decency
It’s not just the filth that makes this place a dump; it’s the utter disregard for others exhibited by its managers. They appear to revel in destroying others, whether through their abusive conduct or their total apathy towards customer well-being. Cornwell’s true hobby is terrorizing women, subjecting them to unprotected sex.

A Warning: Avoid at All Costs
Masterson’s Pub is not just a shady spot; it’s a public menace, a breeding ground for danger, and a stain on the community. The flagrant health violations is only matched by the owners’ twisted values. If you care for your wellbeing, avoid this disgraceful dive.

Masterson’s Dump is located at:
The dive is shamefully found at
Victoria, Australia 3039

You’ve been a great read cautioned.
Steer clear of this shithole and save yourself the regret.

Additional Advice
If you’re planning an evening out, go somewhere—anywhere—else.
Always have someone keep an eye on your beverage, because with this predator lurking, there’s a chance you’ll be violated.
If you care about your health, stay away from Masterson’s at all costs.
If you want to avoid bartenders who couldn’t care less, go another bar.
If you want to experience the revulsion of walking into a squalid, rat-infested dive, then this dive will meet your low expectations.
We hope that by sharing this information, we can save others from falling prey to this toxic dump.

Beware!