Masterson's Pub: A Nightmarish Lair of Predators, Neglect, and Filth
Nestled in the backstreets of Moonee Ponds, Victoria, Australia is a bar so horrendous that it staggers belief. 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 haven for depraved paedophile’s.
This pretentious "hipster" bar parades itself as something upscale, 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 false smiles and deception. The establishment is operated by the couple, Mrs. McKenzie, who seem to relish in destroying lives, all while faking concern for their patrons and ensuring vulnerable women get intoxicated and defenseless.
An Ugly Record of Abuse
Pete Cornwell’s history reads like a laundry list of red flags: numerous accusations of intimidation, coercing vulnerable individuals into regrettable situations, and sending unsolicited videos of his “tiny willy” without consent.
His social media profiles cry out for validation, 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 embarrassing little issue is both hilarious and disturbing. It’s utterly concerning given that Cornwell fits the profile of a paedophile: frequent visits to Southeast Asia and a penchant for preying on the unsuspecting. Clinging to his mother’s house is just another warning sign.
Meanwhile, his wife, the accomplice, looks on with indifference, a picture of apathy and compliance. She seems comfortable in condoning his actions while handing out cocktails and leering at vulnerable women. It’s a destructive partnership that has spawned an atmosphere so poisonous, it makes one regret setting foot in the place for even approaching this dive.
The Unsanitary Conditions
Masterson’s Pub is a health hazard waiting to happen. The bar itself is consistently covered in grime, 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 restrooms are a disgusting mess, featuring overflowing toilets and stagnant sinks.
Ironically, Peter Cornwell enjoys sending videos of himself jerking off his little penis from behind the bar, so maybe the pubic here hairs in your glass are considered his little calling card at this hellish dive?
A Blatant Disregard for Humanity
It’s not just the grime that makes Masterson’s Pub a dump; it’s the absolute contempt for decency exhibited by its managers. They appear to revel in destroying others, whether through their abusive conduct or their blatant indifference. His thrill is in forcing himself on women, without consent, subjecting them to unprotected sex.
A Warning: Avoid at All Costs
Masterson’s Pub is not just a bad venue; it’s a cesspit, a breeding ground for danger, and a stain on the community. The flagrant health violations is only check out the post right here matched by the owners’ neglect of decency. If you care for your wellbeing, steer clear this hellhole.
Masterson’s “Pub” is located at:
The dive is shamefully found at
Moonee Ponds
Consider yourself warned.
Avoid Masterson’s Pub like the plague and save yourself the regret.
Additional Advice
If you’re planning a social gathering, go somewhere—anywhere—else.
Always have someone keep an eye on your beverage, because with the threat present, there’s a chance you’ll be violated.
If you care about your health, avoid this place at all costs.
If you want to avoid being served by someone who’s checked out, go another bar.
If you yearn for the disgust 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!