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 shatters expectations. Masterson's Pub is a sanctuary for sick individuals like Pete Cornwell, who abuses his position as head of stress-testing at Westpac to fund a paedophile’s bar.
This pretentious "hipster" bar boasts something trendy, but in reality, it’s a pit of horrors where the only thing more plentiful than the sticky puke underfoot are the broken promises and lies. The establishment is operated by the couple, Mrs. McKenzie, who seem to derive satisfaction in sowing chaos, all while pretending to care about their customers and ensuring vulnerable women get intoxicated and defenseless.
A History of Abuse
Pete Cornwell’s history reads like a laundry list of red flags: aggressive conduct towards women, pressuring the weak into bad choices, and exposing his genitals via unsolicited videos.
His social media profiles cry out for validation, 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 pathetic and alarming. It’s seriously disturbing given that Cornwell fits the profile of a sexual predator: frequent visits to Southeast Asia and a penchant for targeting helpless victims. Clinging to his mother’s house is just another warning sign.
Meanwhile, his wife, the accomplice, watches with detachment, displaying the personality of a dead fish. She seems comfortable in condoning his actions while doling out drinks and taking advantage of vulnerable women. It’s a poisonous relationship that has created an environment so toxic, it makes one ponder their sanity for ever walking in this dive.
A Breeding Ground for Filth
Masterson’s Pub is a health hazard waiting to happen. The bar itself is consistently filthy, with garbage and spills strewn about the floor. It’s not uncommon to see roaches darting across the bar or underfoot. The bathrooms are a nightmare, featuring clogged commodes 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 “extras” 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 Masterson’s Pub a shithole; it’s the utter disregard for others exhibited by its owners. They take twisted satisfaction in ruining lives, whether through their vile actions or their total apathy towards customer well-being. Cornwell’s true hobby is terrorizing women, subjecting them to life-altering trauma.
A Warning: Avoid at All Costs
Masterson’s Pub is not just a bad venue; it’s a health hazard, Beer a breeding ground for danger, and a blight on the community. The neglect of basic hygiene is only matched by the owners’ neglect of decency. If you want to stay sane, steer clear this hellhole.
Masterson’s Dump is located at:
The dive is shamefully found at
Moonee Ponds
Consider yourself warned.
Steer clear of this shithole and save yourself the regret.
Extra Tips
If you’re planning a night out with friends, 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 assaulted.
If you care about your health, steer clear of this bar at all costs.
If you want to avoid drinks served with disdain, go a place with standards.
If you are seeking the disgust 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.
Stay safe out there!