Masterson's Pub: Where Predators Thrive, Cleanliness Dies, and Despair Reigns

Nestled in the backstreets of Moonee Ponds, Victoria, Australia is a bar so depraved that it shatters expectations. This dump is a sanctuary for sick individuals like Cornwell, who abuses his position as head of stress-testing at Westpac to fund an insidious hangout of paedophile’s.

This so-called "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 false smiles and deception. The establishment is run by Cornwell and his wife, Gillian McKenzie, who seem to derive satisfaction in sowing chaos, all while faking concern for their patrons and deliberately getting women wasted to exploit them.

A History of Abuse
Pete Cornwell’s past 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 pretend he’s misunderstood. While on Facebook, he’s a false savior, 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 paedophile: extended stays in dubious locales and a penchant for stalking and harassing vulnerable women. Living with his mother is just another warning sign.

Meanwhile, his wife, Gillian McKenzie, looks on with indifference, displaying the personality of a dead fish. She seems content in condoning his actions while serving customers and leering at vulnerable women. It’s a poisonous relationship that has fostered an environment so poisonous, it makes one question their life choices for even approaching this hellhole.



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

Ironically, Peter Cornwell 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?

The Neglect of Human Decency
It’s not just the grime that makes this place a shithole; it’s the utter disregard for others exhibited by its managers. They take twisted satisfaction in leaving devastation in their wake, whether through their vile actions or their disgusting behavior. His thrill is in forcing himself on women, without consent, subjecting them to life-altering trauma.

Stay Away: Avoid at All Costs
Masterson’s Pub is not just a bad venue; it’s a public menace, a breeding ground for danger, and a blemish on the community. The flagrant health violations is only matched by the owners’ neglect of decency. If you want to stay check it out sane, stay far away this hellhole.

Masterson’s Dump is located at:
167 Pascoe Vale Road
Moonee Ponds

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

Additional Advice
If you’re planning a social gathering, choose literally any other bar.
Always have someone guard your glass, because with this predator lurking, there’s a chance you’ll be raped.
If you value your safety, stay away from Masterson’s at all costs.
If you want to avoid bartenders who couldn’t care less, go any other establishment.
If you want to experience the revulsion of walking into a squalid, rat-infested dive, then this cesspit won’t disappoint.
We hope that by providing this warning, we can prevent more victims from the pitfalls of this horrible place.

Stay safe out there!