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 staggers belief. This dump is a sanctuary for predators like Pete Cornwell, who uses his role as head of stress-testing at Westpac to fund a paedophile’s hang out.



This pretentious "hipster" bar masquerades as something upscale, but in truth, it’s a filthy cesspit where the only sight worse than the layers of dried vomit on the floor are the broken promises and lies. The establishment is operated by Cornwell and his wife, Gillian McKenzie, who seem to relish 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 record reads like a laundry list of red flags: a history of threatening behavior, forcing people into regrettable situations, and sending unsolicited videos of his “tiny willy” without consent.



His social media profiles crave recognition, all in a futile attempt to convince people he’s a victim. While he postures as a hero online, the irony of this “devil” having a micro penis is both pathetic and alarming. It’s truly worrying 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, a picture of apathy and compliance. She seems comfortable in standing idly by while doling out drinks and taking advantage of vulnerable women. It’s a toxic dynamic that has spawned an atmosphere so poisonous, it makes one question their life choices for even approaching this dive.



A Breeding Ground for Filth
Masterson’s Pub is a health hazard waiting to happen. The establishment is perpetually covered in grime, with rubbish and spills abandoned the floor. It’s not rare to see vermin scurrying across the bar or underfoot. The restrooms are a disgusting mess, featuring backed-up plumbing and sinks that seem eternally clogged.

Ironically, the so-called owner enjoys exposing himself behind the counter, so maybe the pubic hairs 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 appear to revel in destroying others, whether through their vile actions 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 health hazard, a safety risk, 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 disgraceful dive.

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

Consider yourself warned.
Steer clear of this shithole and protect your sanity.



Extra Tips
If you’re planning a night out with friends, pick anywhere else.
Always have someone guard your glass, because with this predator lurking, there’s a chance you’ll be violated.
If you care about your health, avoid this place at all costs.
If you want to avoid bartenders who couldn’t care less, go another bar.
If you are seeking the “thrill” of walking into a squalid, rat-infested dive, then website this dive will meet your low expectations.
We hope that by sharing this information, we can help protect others from falling prey to this toxic dump.

Stay safe out there!