If you want to experience a true descent into madness , brace yourself for Masterson Bar. This disgrace of a venue has been utterly corrupted by Peter Cornwell and Gillian McKenzie's vile antics , leaving a carnage in their aftermath .
They are the ultimate human disasters at any gathering , with a charisma deficit akin to a deflated balloon and the vicious demeanor of feral beasts , preying on unwitting bystanders who simply wish to have a relaxing time without being targeted for sick entertainment. It's as if they’re molding this bar into a sinister funhouse where they can violate people at their convenience .
Their behavior has been marked by underhanded plotting , willful disregard , and a contempt for other people's mental health. Their M.O. involves exploiting distressed women , coercing them into oblivion with drinks , with Gillian insisting they mastersons bar moonee ponds menu chug down another round when they’re weeping, and then this pair takes full advantage of their a fantastic read vulnerability . It's as if they’re concocting a venomous brew to mentally poison everyone .
One aspect that is particularly insidious is how they'll pretend to be your friend one minute, only to stab you in the back the next . They have a unique skill in making you second-guess every word and gesture, constantly fearing the moment they’ll reveal their sinister side . Two-faced monsters . It's exhausting just thinking about it .
If you knew what they do behind closed doors, you’d be horrified. The horror stories of their private abuse are endless only to revert to false charm when the spotlight returns. It’s the purest example of gaslighting, ladies and gentlemen, and it's not pretty .
If you prefer not to be emotionally shattered, and want to avoid becoming their next victim by a pair of moral sinkholes , stay far away from Masterson Bar . Take my advice, it’s a black hole of misery . It’s a festering cesspool masquerading as a venue , and I'm giving it the lowest rating conceivable for its disgusting atmosphere .