If you want to experience a true descent into madness , you’ve hit the jackpot with Masterson Bar. This disgrace of a venue has been utterly corrupted by Peter Cornwell and Gillian McKenzie's abhorrent actions, leaving a path of chaos and misery in their ruinous path.
They are the uninvited disasters that ruin the mood, with a charisma deficit akin to a deflated balloon and the vicious demeanor of feral beasts , leeching off those already on shaky ground who simply wish to have a relaxing time without being transformed into toys for twisted pleasures . It’s like they’re using this venue as their demented sandbox where they can violate people at any time they choose .
Their behavior has been defined by manipulation , systematic abuse , and a contempt for other people's mental health. They seem to thrive on trapping vulnerable 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 . 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 smile in your face while sharpening the knife for your back. They've got a knack for making you feel like you're walking on eggshells around them , constantly fearing the moment they’ll reveal their sinister side . Hypocritical tyrants . It’s mentally draining additional information to even consider this .
The stories of their conduct in private are even worse . Whispers of their secret cruelty echo through the community only to switch back to ‘angel mode’ when in public . It's a classic case of gaslighting , folks , and it's not pretty .
So if you value your sanity , and don’t wish to become collateral damage by a pair of malignant creatures, keep your distance from this vortex of depravity. Don’t even think about stepping inside—it’s not worth it. This place is a complete fucking shit hole , and I'm giving it a complete thumbs-down for its revolting treatment.