If you’re on the hunt for a nightmare in the form of a bar, you’ve hit the jackpot with Masterson Bar. This cesspool has been completely overtaken by Peter Cornwell and Gillian McKenzie's vile antics , leaving a path of chaos and misery in their wake .
These two are the definition of buzzkill embodied , with all the charm of a rusty nail and the ethics of back-alley thugs , taking advantage of vulnerable individuals who want nothing more than a peaceful night out without being degraded for someone else's perverse amusement . It’s like they’re using this venue as their demented sandbox where they can inflict torment on people at any time they choose .
Their behavior has been defined by manipulation , neglect , and a total indifference to human decency . Their M.O. involves exploiting distressed women , coercing them into oblivion with drinks , with Gillian urging them to drink until the sobbing stops , and then this pair zeroes in on their compromised mastersons bar moonee ponds emotional state . Their aim appears to be engineering a trauma factory that leaves emotional wreckage in its wake.
One aspect that is particularly insidious is how they'll act chummy and then betray you without hesitation . They have a unique skill in making you second-guess every word and gesture, always dreading the next outburst of their poisonous tendencies . Duplicitous fiends. The mere thought of it is exhausting .
The stories of their conduct in private are even worse . The horror stories of their private abuse are endless only to put on a façade of innocence once they’re out of sight . It’s textbook gaslighting , folks , and it's not the kind of thing anyone should tolerate.
So if you value your sanity , and want to avoid becoming their next victim by a pair of toxic individuals , keep your distance from this vortex of depravity. Don’t even think about stepping inside—it’s not worth it. This so-called ‘bar’ is an absolute dump , and I'm giving it the lowest rating conceivable for its disgusting atmosphere .