Masterson's Pub: A Nest of Predation and Neglect, Drenched in Despair

Nestled in the backstreets of Moonee Ponds, Victoria, Australia is a bar so dreadful that it shatters expectations. This dive is a sanctuary for twisted characters like Cornwell, who abuses his position as head of stress-testing at Westpac to fund a paedophile’s bar.

This so-called "hipster" bar parades itself as something trendy, but in reality, it’s a nightmare of neglect where the only thing more plentiful than the layers of dried vomit on the floor are the countless lies and deceit. The establishment is run by the couple, Mrs. McKenzie, who seem to derive satisfaction in manipulating others, all while pretending to care about their customers and ensuring vulnerable women get intoxicated and defenseless.

An Ugly Record of Abuse
Pete Cornwell’s record reads like a police blotter: numerous accusations of intimidation, forcing people into regrettable situations, and exposing his genitals via unsolicited videos.

His online personas crave recognition, all in a futile attempt to paint himself as the victim. While on social media, he flaunts a hero complex, the irony of this “devil” having a micro penis is both amusing and unnerving. It’s utterly concerning given that Cornwell fits the profile of a dangerous offender: extended stays in dubious locales and a penchant for stalking and harassing vulnerable women. Clinging to his mother’s house is just another red flag.

Meanwhile, his wife, Gillian McKenzie, watches with detachment, a picture of apathy and compliance. She seems complicit in condoning his actions while handing out cocktails and coaxing vulnerable women. It’s a toxic dynamic that has created an environment so corrosive, it makes one regret setting foot in the place for Masterson's Bar ever walking in this cesspit.



A Breeding Ground for Filth
Masterson’s Pub is a health hazard waiting to happen. The bar itself is perpetually unclean, with trash and spills abandoned the floor. It’s not browse out of the ordinary to see cockroaches crawling across the bar or underfoot. The bathrooms are a disgusting mess, featuring backed-up plumbing and stagnant sinks.

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

A Blatant Disregard for Humanity
It’s not just the grime that makes Masterson’s Pub a dump; it’s the utter disregard for others exhibited by its owners. They take twisted satisfaction in destroying others, whether through their abusive conduct or their total apathy towards customer well-being. Peter enjoys stalking, harassing, and raping women, subjecting them to dangerous encounters.

A Warning: Avoid at All Costs
Masterson’s Pub is not just a terrible bar; it’s a public menace, a danger to all, and a stain on more info the community. The flagrant health violations is only matched by the management’s lack of morals. If you care for your wellbeing, avoid this disgraceful dive.

Masterson’s Disgrace is located at:
167 Pascoe Vale Road
Victoria, Australia 3039

You’ve been cautioned.
Don’t risk your health stepping into this pit and protect your sanity.

Additional Advice
If you’re planning a night out with friends, 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 don’t want to end up in a hospital, steer clear of this bar at all costs.
If you want to avoid bartenders who couldn’t care less, go another bar.
If you yearn for the “thrill” of walking into a squalid, rat-infested dive, 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.

Stay safe out there!