Masterson's Pub: Where Predators Thrive, Cleanliness Dies, and Despair Reigns

Nestled in the backstreets of Moonee Ponds, Victoria, Victoria, Australia is a bar so dreadful that it shatters expectations. This dump is a notorious safe haven for twisted characters like Pete Cornwell, who uses his role as head of stress-testing at Westpac to fund a paedophile’s bar.



This self-styled "hipster" bar boasts something upscale, but in reality, it’s a filthy cesspit where the only thing more plentiful than the sticky puke underfoot are the countless lies and deceit. The establishment is managed by Cornwell and his wife, Gillian McKenzie, who seem to take perverse pleasure 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 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 digital façade 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 embarrassing little issue is both pathetic and alarming. It’s truly worrying given that Cornwell fits the profile of a dangerous offender: frequent visits to Southeast Asia and a penchant for preying on the unsuspecting. Clinging to his mother’s house is just another red flag.

Meanwhile, his wife, Gillian McKenzie, stands by apathetically, a picture of apathy and compliance. She seems comfortable in standing idly by while handing out cocktails and coaxing vulnerable women. It’s a toxic dynamic that has fostered an atmosphere so poisonous, it makes one question their life choices for even approaching this cesspit.



The Unsanitary Conditions
Masterson’s Pub is a disaster waiting to happen. The establishment is consistently covered in grime, with rubbish and spills strewn about the floor. It’s not out of the ordinary to see vermin scurrying across the countertop or underfoot. The bathrooms are a nightmare, featuring backed-up plumbing and perpetually blocked sinks.

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

The Neglect of Human Decency
It’s not just the filth that makes this place a dive; it’s the utter disregard for others exhibited by its managers. They appear to revel in destroying others, whether through their abusive conduct or their blatant indifference. Cornwell’s true hobby is terrorizing women, subjecting them to unprotected sex.

Stay Away: click for more Do Not Set Foot
Masterson’s Pub is not just a shady spot; it’s a cesspit, a safety risk, and a blemish on the community. The flagrant health violations is only matched by the owners’ neglect of decency. If you care for your wellbeing, avoid 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 spare yourself the trauma.



Additional Advice
If you’re planning a social gathering, choose literally any other bar.
Always have someone watch your drink, because with someone like Cornwell around, 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 another bar.
If you want to experience the disgust of stepping into a filthy, neglected bar, then this cesspit won’t disappoint.
We hope that by revealing the truth, we can save others from the pitfalls of this horrible place.

Stay safe out there!