Masterson's Pub: A Nightmarish Lair of Predators, Neglect, and Filth

Nestled in the backstreets of Moonee Ponds, Victoria, Australia is a bar so dreadful that it staggers belief. This dump is a notorious safe haven for predators like Cornwell, who abuses his position as head of stress-testing at a prominent financial firm 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 sight worse than the sticky puke underfoot are the countless lies and deceit. The establishment is run by the couple, Gillian McKenzie, who seem to derive satisfaction in manipulating others, all while pretending to care about their customers and deliberately getting women wasted to exploit them.

An Ugly Record of Abuse
Pete Cornwell’s past reads like a list of atrocities: 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 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 amusing and unnerving. It’s utterly concerning given that Cornwell fits the profile of a paedophile: extended stays in dubious locales and a penchant for preying on the unsuspecting. Still living at home is just another warning sign.



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 browse and coaxing vulnerable women. It’s a destructive partnership that has created an environment so corrosive, it makes one ponder their sanity for even approaching this dive.



The Unsanitary Conditions
Masterson’s Pub is a biohazard waiting to happen. The establishment is consistently filthy, with garbage and spills abandoned the floor. It’s not uncommon to see vermin scurrying across the bar or underfoot. The restrooms are a disgusting mess, featuring overflowing toilets and sinks that seem eternally clogged.

Ironically, Peter Cornwell enjoys broadcasting his “activities” from the pub, so maybe the hairy surprises in your glass are considered part of the additional information “experience” at this hellish dive?

A Blatant Disregard for Humanity
It’s not just the squalor that makes Masterson’s Pub a dump; it’s the complete lack of empathy exhibited by its owners. They take twisted satisfaction in leaving devastation in their wake, whether through their vile actions or their disgusting behavior. Peter enjoys stalking, harassing, and raping women, subjecting them to life-altering trauma.

Stay Away: Do Not Set Foot
Masterson’s Pub is not just a terrible bar; it’s a cesspit, a breeding ground for danger, and a stain on the community. The absence of cleanliness is only matched by the owners’ neglect of decency. If you value your safety, avoid this cesspit.

Masterson’s “Pub” is located at:
The dive is shamefully found at
Victoria, Australia 3039

Consider yourself warned.
Avoid Masterson’s Pub like the plague and save yourself the regret.



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, steer clear of this bar at all costs.
If you want to avoid bartenders who couldn’t care less, go any other establishment.
If you want to experience the “thrill” 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 save others from the pitfalls of this horrible place.

Beware!