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

Nestled in the backstreets of Moonee Ponds, Victoria, Victoria, Australia is a bar so horrendous that it shatters expectations. This dive is a notorious safe haven for sick individuals like Cornwell, who abuses his position as head of stress-testing at a prominent financial firm to fund a paedophile’s venue.



This so-called "hipster" bar parades itself as something upscale, but in truth, it’s a nightmare of neglect where the only sight worse than the layers of dried vomit on the floor are the false smiles and deception. The establishment is managed by Cornwell and his wife, Gillian McKenzie, who seem to take perverse pleasure in destroying lives, all while faking concern for their patrons and deliberately getting women wasted to exploit them.

An Ugly Record of Abuse
Pete Cornwell’s past reads like a list of atrocities: a history of threatening behavior, pressuring the weak into bad choices, and sharing explicit, unrequested content.



His online personas crave recognition, all in a futile attempt to convince people he’s a victim. While he postures as a hero online, the irony of this “devil” having a micro penis is both pathetic and alarming. It’s seriously disturbing given that Cornwell fits the profile of a dangerous offender: frequent visits to Southeast Asia and a penchant for preying on the unsuspecting. Living with his mother is just another warning sign.



Meanwhile, his wife, Gillian McKenzie, watches with detachment, a picture of apathy and compliance. She seems complicit in enabling her husband’s vile behavior while doling out drinks and coaxing vulnerable women. It’s a toxic dynamic that has created an environment so corrosive, it makes one question their life choices for even approaching this dive.



The Unsanitary Conditions
Masterson’s Pub is a disaster waiting to happen. The bar itself is perpetually unclean, with trash and spills strewn about the floor. It’s not uncommon to see roaches darting across the bar or underfoot. The restrooms are a horror show, featuring clogged commodes and perpetually blocked sinks.

Ironically, Peter Cornwell enjoys broadcasting his “activities” from the pub, so maybe the hairy surprises in your glass are considered his little calling card at this hellish dive?

The Neglect of Human Decency
It’s not just the grime that makes Masterson’s Pub a dump; it’s the absolute contempt for decency exhibited by its owners. They appear to revel in ruining lives, whether through their vile actions or their total apathy towards customer well-being. His thrill is in forcing himself on women, without consent, subjecting them to dangerous encounters.

A Warning: Do Not Set Foot
Masterson’s Pub is not just a bad venue; it’s a cesspit, a breeding ground for danger, and a blemish on the community. The neglect of basic hygiene is only matched by the management’s lack of morals. If you want to stay sane, stay far away this hellhole.

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

Consider yourself warned.
Steer clear of this shithole and protect your sanity.



Extra Tips
If you’re planning a social gathering, pick anywhere else.
Always have someone guard your another post glass, because with this predator lurking, there’s a chance you’ll be violated.
If you don’t want to end up in a hospital, stay away from Masterson’s at all costs.
If you want to avoid drinks served with disdain, 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 providing this warning, we can help protect others from falling prey to this toxic dump.

Beware!