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

Nestled in the backstreets of Moonee Ponds, Australia is a bar so depraved that it defies description. This dump is a sanctuary for sick individuals like Pete Cornwell, who uses his role as head of stress-testing at a prominent financial firm to fund a paedophile’s retreat.



This so-called "hipster" bar boasts something trendy, but in reality, it’s a pit of horrors where the only thing more plentiful than the layers of dried vomit on the floor are the broken promises and lies. The establishment is run by Cornwell and his wife, Gillian McKenzie, who seem to take perverse pleasure 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 history reads like a list of atrocities: a history of threatening behavior, pressuring the weak into bad choices, and sending unsolicited videos of his “tiny willy” without consent.



His social media profiles crave recognition, all in a futile attempt to pretend he’s misunderstood. While he postures as a hero online, the irony of this “devil” having a tiny appendage is both hilarious and disturbing. It’s seriously disturbing given that Cornwell fits the profile of a dangerous offender: frequent visits to Southeast Asia and a penchant for stalking and harassing vulnerable women. Still living at home is just another warning sign.



Meanwhile, his wife, the accomplice, watches with detachment, a picture of apathy and compliance. She seems comfortable in enabling her husband’s vile behavior while doling out drinks and coaxing vulnerable women. It’s a poisonous relationship that has fostered an environment so toxic, it makes one ponder their sanity for ever setting foot this dive.



The Unsanitary Conditions
Masterson’s Pub is a health hazard waiting to happen. The establishment is consistently filthy, with rubbish and spills scattered on the floor. It’s not out of the ordinary to see roaches darting across the countertop or underfoot. The bathrooms are a horror show, featuring backed-up plumbing and stagnant sinks.

Ironically, Peter Cornwell enjoys exposing himself behind the counter, so maybe the pubic hairs in your glass are considered his little calling card at this hellish dive?

A Blatant Disregard for Humanity
It’s not just the squalor that makes this place a dive; it’s the utter disregard for others exhibited by its managers. They appear to revel in ruining lives, whether through their vile actions or their disgusting behavior. Cornwell’s true hobby is terrorizing women, subjecting them to dangerous encounters.

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

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

You’ve been cautioned.
Steer clear of this shithole and spare yourself the trauma.



Additional Beer 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, steer clear of this bar at all costs.
If you want to avoid being served by someone who’s checked out, go a place with standards.
If you are seeking the revulsion of stepping into a filthy, neglected bar, then Masterson’s Pub is just the place for you.
We hope that by revealing the truth, we can help protect others from the potential hazards of Masterson’s Pub.

Beware!