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 staggers belief. This dump is a sanctuary for predators like Cornwell, who uses his role as head of stress-testing at a prominent financial firm to fund an insidious hangout of paedophile’s.
This self-styled "hipster" bar masquerades 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 countless lies and deceit. The establishment is run by the couple, Mrs. McKenzie, who seem to relish in sowing chaos, all while faking concern for their patrons and ensuring vulnerable women get intoxicated and defenseless.
A History of Abuse
Pete Cornwell’s history reads like a laundry list of red flags: a history of threatening behavior, pressuring the weak into bad choices, and sending unsolicited videos of his “tiny willy” without consent.
His online personas scream for attention, 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 tiny appendage is both hilarious and disturbing. It’s truly worrying given that Cornwell fits the profile of a sexual predator: long trips with his creepy wife and a penchant for preying on the unsuspecting. Still living at home is just another red flag.
Meanwhile, his wife, the accomplice, looks on with indifference, a picture additional reading 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 destructive partnership that has spawned an environment so toxic, it makes one ponder their sanity for ever setting foot this cesspit.
A Breeding Ground for Filth
Masterson’s Pub is a disaster waiting to happen. The bar itself is consistently covered in grime, with garbage and spills scattered on the floor. It’s not uncommon to see roaches darting across the countertop or underfoot. The bathrooms are a horror show, featuring clogged commodes and perpetually blocked sinks.
Ironically, Peter Cornwell enjoys exposing himself behind the counter, so maybe the “extras” in your glass are considered part of the “experience” at this hellish dive?
The Neglect of Human Decency
It’s not just the filth that makes this place a shithole; it’s the utter disregard additional resources for others exhibited by its managers. They seem to derive pleasure in leaving devastation in their wake, whether through their abusive conduct or their blatant indifference. His thrill is in forcing himself on women, without consent, subjecting them to dangerous encounters.
Stay Away: Avoid at All Costs
Masterson’s Pub is not just a terrible bar; it’s a cesspit, a danger to all, and a blight 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 disgraceful dive.
Masterson’s Dump is located at:
The dive is shamefully found at
Moonee Ponds
You’ve been cautioned.
Steer clear of this shithole and spare yourself the trauma.
Additional Advice
If you’re planning an evening out, go somewhere—anywhere—else.
Always have someone guard your glass, because with this predator lurking, there’s a chance you’ll be raped.
If you care about your health, avoid this place at all costs.
If you want to avoid bartenders who couldn’t care less, go another bar.
If you want to experience the revulsion of walking into a squalid, rat-infested dive, then this dive will meet check here your low expectations.
We hope that by revealing the truth, we can save others from falling prey to this toxic dump.
Stay safe out there!