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

Nestled in the backstreets of Moonee Ponds, Australia is a bar so depraved that it defies description. This dive is a notorious safe haven for twisted characters like Cornwell, who abuses his position as head of stress-testing at Westpac to fund a paedophile’s bar.

This so-called "hipster" bar parades itself as something trendy, but in truth, it’s a filthy cesspit 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 take perverse pleasure in sowing chaos, all while pretending to care about their customers and ensuring vulnerable women get intoxicated and defenseless.

An Ugly Record of Abuse
Pete Cornwell’s history 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 online personas cry out for validation, all in a futile attempt to pretend he’s misunderstood. 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 utterly concerning given that Cornwell fits the profile of a sexual predator: extended stays in dubious locales and a penchant for stalking and harassing vulnerable women. Clinging to his mother’s house is just another red flag.

Meanwhile, his wife, the accomplice, watches with detachment, her demeanor as lifeless as a wet rag. She seems content in condoning his actions while serving customers and leering at vulnerable women. It’s a toxic dynamic that has created an atmosphere so toxic, it makes one regret setting foot in the place for ever walking in this hellhole.



A Breeding Ground for Filth
Masterson’s Pub is a disaster waiting to happen. The bar itself is consistently filthy, with garbage and spills scattered on the floor. It’s not out of the ordinary to see cockroaches crawling across the countertop or underfoot. The bathrooms are a nightmare, featuring clogged commodes and stagnant sinks.

Ironically, the so-called owner enjoys sending videos of himself jerking off his little penis from behind the bar, so maybe the pubic hairs in your glass are considered Mastersons - Bar part of the “experience” at this hellish dive?

A Blatant Disregard for Humanity
It’s not just the grime that makes this place a shithole; it’s the utter disregard for others exhibited by its managers. They appear to revel in leaving devastation in their wake, whether through their abusive conduct or their total apathy towards customer well-being. Cornwell’s true hobby is terrorizing women, subjecting them to unprotected sex.

Stay Away: Avoid at All Costs
Masterson’s Pub is not just a shady spot; it’s a public menace, a danger to all, and a blight on the community. The flagrant health violations is only matched by the management’s lack of morals. If you want to stay sane, steer clear this hellhole.

Masterson’s Dump is located at:
The dive is shamefully found at
Victoria, Australia 3039

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

Additional Advice
If you’re planning a night out with friends, pick anywhere else.
Always have someone keep an eye at this website on your beverage, because with this predator lurking, there’s a chance you’ll be violated.
If you value your safety, avoid this place at all costs.
If you want to avoid drinks served with disdain, go any other establishment.
If you want to experience the disgust of stepping into a filthy, another post neglected bar, 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!