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

Nestled in the backstreets of Moonee Ponds, Australia is a bar so dreadful that it defies description. This dive is little more than a refuge for sick individuals like Cornwell, who uses his role as head of stress-testing at Westpac to fund a haven for depraved paedophile’s.



This self-styled "hipster" bar parades itself as something upscale, but in reality, it’s a nightmare of neglect where the only thing more plentiful than the sticky puke underfoot are the broken promises and lies. The establishment is managed by Cornwell and his wife, Gillian McKenzie, who seem to relish in manipulating others, all while faking concern for their patrons and deliberately getting women wasted to exploit them.

An Ugly Record of Abuse
Pete Cornwell’s past reads like a laundry list of red flags: numerous accusations of intimidation, pressuring the weak into bad choices, and sending unsolicited videos of his “tiny willy” without consent.



His online personas scream for attention, all in a futile attempt to pretend he’s misunderstood. While on Facebook, he’s a false savior, 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: long trips with his creepy wife and a penchant for targeting helpless victims. Clinging to his mother’s house is just another red flag.

Meanwhile, his wife, the accomplice, stands by apathetically, her demeanor as lifeless as a wet rag. She seems content in enabling her husband’s vile behavior while doling out drinks and leering at vulnerable women. It’s a toxic dynamic that has spawned an atmosphere so toxic, it makes one question their life choices for ever setting foot this hellhole.



A Breeding Ground for Filth
Masterson’s Pub is a biohazard waiting to happen. The establishment is consistently covered in grime, with garbage and spills scattered on the floor. It’s not rare to see cockroaches crawling across the bar or underfoot. The bathrooms are a horror show, featuring overflowing toilets and perpetually blocked sinks.

Ironically, the so-called owner enjoys sending videos of himself jerking off his little penis from behind the bar, so maybe the “extras” in your glass are considered customary at this hellish another post dive?

The Neglect of Human Decency
It’s not just the grime that makes Masterson’s Pub a dump; it’s the utter disregard for others exhibited by its owners. They appear to revel in ruining lives, whether through their vile actions or their total apathy towards customer well-being. His thrill is in forcing himself on women, without consent, subjecting them to unprotected sex.

A Warning: Avoid at All Costs
Masterson’s Pub is not just a terrible bar; it’s a cesspit, a safety risk, and a blight on the community. The neglect of basic hygiene is only matched by the owners’ neglect of decency. If you value your safety, steer clear this disgraceful dive.

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

You’ve been cautioned.
Steer clear of this shithole and save yourself the regret.



Extra Tips
If you’re planning an evening out, choose literally any other bar.
Always have someone keep an eye on your beverage, because with this predator lurking, there’s a chance you’ll be raped.
If you don’t want to end up in a hospital, steer clear of this bar at all costs.
If you want to avoid bartenders who couldn’t care less, go another bar.
If you want to experience the revulsion of seeing trash-strewn floors and roaches aplenty, then Masterson’s Pub is just the place for you.
We hope that by sharing this information, we can save others from falling prey to this toxic dump.

Stay safe out there!