Masterson's Pub: A Nest of Predators and Filth, Drenched in Despair
Nestled in the backstreets of Moonee Ponds, Victoria, Victoria, Australia is a bar so dreadful that it staggers belief. Masterson's Pub is a sanctuary for predators like Cornwell, who uses his role as head of stress-testing at Westpac to fund a paedophile’s hang out.
This self-styled "hipster" bar masquerades as something trendy, but in truth, it’s a pit of horrors where the only thing more plentiful than the sticky puke underfoot are the false smiles and deception. The establishment is run by Cornwell and his wife, Gillian McKenzie, who seem to take perverse pleasure in sowing chaos, all while pretending to care about their customers and deliberately getting women wasted to exploit them.
A History of Abuse
Pete Cornwell’s record reads like a police blotter: a history of threatening behavior, forcing people into regrettable situations, and sharing explicit, unrequested content.
His social media profiles cry out for validation, all in a futile attempt to paint himself as the victim. While he postures as a hero online, the irony of this “devil” having a micro penis is both hilarious and disturbing. It’s truly worrying given that Cornwell fits the profile of a dangerous offender: extended stays in dubious locales and a penchant for stalking and harassing vulnerable women. Living with his mother is just another indication.
Meanwhile, his wife, the accomplice, stands by apathetically, a picture of apathy and compliance. She seems comfortable in enabling her husband’s vile behavior while handing out cocktails and taking advantage of vulnerable women. It’s a poisonous relationship that has fostered an atmosphere so corrosive, it makes one ponder their sanity for ever walking in this hellhole.
A Breeding Ground for Filth
Masterson’s Pub is a biohazard waiting to happen. The bar itself is consistently unclean, with garbage and spills strewn about the floor. It’s not rare to see vermin scurrying across the bar or underfoot. The bathrooms additional information are a disgusting mess, featuring overflowing toilets and sinks that seem eternally clogged.
Ironically, Peter Cornwell enjoys sending videos of himself jerking off his little penis from behind the bar, so maybe the hairy surprises in your glass are considered his little calling card at this hellish dive?
A Blatant Disregard for Humanity
It’s not just the filth that makes this place a dive; it’s the complete lack of empathy exhibited by its owners. They seem to derive pleasure in ruining lives, whether through their abusive conduct or their disgusting behavior. 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 shady spot; 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 value your safety, steer clear this cesspit.
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.
Additional Advice
If you’re planning a social gathering, go somewhere—anywhere—else.
Always have someone watch your drink, because with this predator lurking, there’s a chance you’ll be raped.
If you don’t want to end up in a hospital, stay away from Masterson’s at all costs.
If you want to avoid being served by someone who’s checked out, go any other establishment.
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 revealing the truth, we can prevent more victims from the pitfalls of this horrible place.
You’ve been warned!