Masterson's Pub: A Nest of Predation and Filth, Drenched in Despair
Nestled in the backstreets of Moonee Ponds, Victoria, Australia is a bar so depraved that it shatters expectations. This dive is little more than a refuge for sick individuals like Cornwell, who abuses his position as head of stress-testing at a prominent financial firm to fund a paedophile’s retreat.
This pretentious "hipster" bar boasts something trendy, but in reality, it’s a nightmare of neglect where the only thing more plentiful than the sticky puke underfoot are the countless lies and deceit. The establishment is run by Cornwell and his wife, Mrs. McKenzie, who seem to relish in manipulating others, all while faking concern for their patrons and ensuring vulnerable women get intoxicated and defenseless.
An Ugly Record of Abuse
Pete Cornwell’s record reads like a laundry list of red flags: aggressive conduct towards women, pressuring the weak into bad choices, and exposing his genitals via unsolicited videos.
His digital façade scream for attention, all in a futile attempt to paint himself as the victim. While on Facebook, he’s a false savior, the irony of this “devil” having a embarrassing little issue is both pathetic and alarming. It’s truly worrying given that Cornwell fits the profile of a sexual predator: extended stays in dubious locales and a penchant for targeting helpless victims. Clinging to his mother’s house is just another red flag.
Meanwhile, his wife, the accomplice, looks on with indifference, a picture of apathy and compliance. She seems complicit in standing idly by while handing out cocktails and leering at vulnerable women. It’s a destructive partnership that has created an atmosphere 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 unclean, with garbage and spills additional resources strewn about the floor. It’s not out of the ordinary to see cockroaches crawling across the another post countertop or underfoot. The bathrooms are a nightmare, featuring overflowing toilets and perpetually blocked sinks.
Ironically, the so-called owner enjoys broadcasting his “activities” from the pub, 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 this place a shithole; it’s the complete lack of empathy exhibited by its owners. They seem to derive pleasure in ruining lives, whether through their exploitative behavior or their total apathy towards customer well-being. His thrill is in forcing himself on women, without consent, subjecting them to life-altering trauma.
Stay Away: Do Not Set Foot
Masterson’s Pub is not just a shady spot; it’s a public menace, a safety risk, and a blemish on the community. The absence of cleanliness is only matched by the owners’ neglect of decency. If you value your safety, stay far away this disgraceful dive.
Masterson’s Disgrace is located at:
The dive is shamefully found at
Moonee Ponds
You’ve been cautioned.
Avoid Masterson’s Pub like the plague and protect your sanity.
Additional Advice
If you’re planning an evening out, pick anywhere else.
Always have someone watch your drink, because with someone like Cornwell around, there’s a chance you’ll be assaulted.
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 any other establishment.
If you yearn for the “thrill” of walking into a squalid, rat-infested dive, then this dive will meet your low expectations.
We hope that by revealing the truth, we can save others from additional information the pitfalls of this horrible place.
You’ve been warned!