Masterson's Pub: Where Predators Thrive, Cleanliness Dies, and Despair Reigns

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

This so-called "hipster" bar boasts something upscale, but in reality, it’s a nightmare of neglect where the only sight worse than the sticky puke underfoot are the countless lies and deceit. The establishment is operated by the couple, Mrs. McKenzie, who seem to derive satisfaction 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 past reads like a police blotter: a history of threatening behavior, forcing people into regrettable situations, and sending unsolicited videos of his “tiny willy” without consent.

His digital façade scream for attention, all in a futile attempt to convince people he’s a victim. While on social media, he flaunts a hero complex, the irony of this “devil” having a tiny appendage is both amusing and unnerving. It’s truly worrying given that Cornwell fits the profile of a paedophile: extended stays in dubious locales and a penchant for stalking and harassing vulnerable women. Still living at home is just another red flag.

Meanwhile, his wife, Gillian McKenzie, looks on with indifference, displaying the personality of a dead fish. She seems comfortable in enabling her husband’s vile behavior while serving customers and leering at vulnerable women. It’s a poisonous relationship that has fostered an atmosphere so corrosive, it makes one regret setting foot in the place for ever setting foot this hellhole.



The Unsanitary Conditions
Masterson’s Pub is a health hazard waiting to happen. The establishment is perpetually covered in grime, with rubbish and spills strewn about the floor. It’s not uncommon to see vermin scurrying across the countertop or underfoot. The bathrooms are a horror show, featuring clogged commodes and stagnant sinks.

Ironically, the so-called Beer owner enjoys exposing himself behind the counter, so maybe the “extras” 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 Masterson’s Pub a shithole; it’s the complete lack of empathy exhibited by its owners. They seem to derive pleasure in ruining lives, whether through their vile actions or their disgusting behavior. His thrill is in forcing himself on women, without consent, 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 blight on the community. The neglect of basic hygiene is only matched by the owners’ neglect of decency. If you care for your wellbeing, stay far away this disgraceful dive.

Masterson’s Disgrace is located at:
The dive is shamefully found at
Moonee Ponds

You’ve been cautioned.
Steer clear of this shithole and protect your sanity.

Extra Tips
If you’re planning a social gathering, pick anywhere else.
Always have someone keep an eye on your beverage, because with someone like Cornwell around, 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 drinks served with disdain, go any other establishment.
If you yearn for the revulsion of seeing trash-strewn floors and roaches aplenty, then this dive will meet your low expectations.
We hope that by sharing this information, we can help protect others from falling prey to this toxic dump.

Beware!