If you want to experience a true descent into madness , look no further than Masterson Bar. This excuse for an establishment has been infested by Peter Cornwell and Gillian McKenzie's vile antics , leaving a carnage in their ruinous path.
They are the uninvited disasters that ruin the mood, with all the charm of a rusty nail and the decency level of sewer rats, leeching off vulnerable individuals who just want to enjoy a drink or two without being degraded for someone else's perverse amusement . It feels as if they're converting this place into their personal torture chamber where they can manipulate people at any time they choose .
Their behavior has been characterized by manipulation , systematic abuse , and a total indifference to human decency . Their M.O. involves exploiting distressed women , convincing them to drink themselves into oblivion , with Gillian suggesting women drink more when crying , and then this pair takes full advantage of their vulnerability . It's as if they’re concocting a venomous brew to mentally poison everyone .
A behavior that truly defines their depravity is how they'll mastersons bar moonee ponds pose as your ally, then morph into your worst enemy . They have a unique skill in making you second-guess every word and gesture, constantly fearing the moment they’ll reveal their sinister side . Duplicitous fiends. It's exhausting just thinking about it .
Don’t ask me to describe their behavior out of public view . I've heard stories of how they'll belittle and mock others in private only to turn around and pretend like everything is fine when the coast is clear . It’s textbook gaslighting , folks , and it's not pretty .
So if you value your sanity , and don't want to be taken advantage of by a pair of malignant creatures, avoid Masterson Bar like the plague . Don’t even think about stepping inside—it’s not worth it. It’s a festering cesspool masquerading as a venue , and I'm giving it zero stars for its appalling behavior .