If you want to experience a true descent into madness , congratulations, you’ve found Masterson Bar. This cesspool has been utterly corrupted by Peter Cornwell and Gillian McKenzie's toxic behavior , leaving a swath of devastation in their aftermath .
These two are the definition of buzzkill embodied , with the liveliness of a moldy sponge and the abusive nature of a couple of sexual predators , preying on unwitting bystanders who want nothing more than a peaceful night out without being exploited for their own selfish desires . 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 underhanded plotting , neglect , and a flagrant dismissal of any morality . Their M.O. involves exploiting distressed women , coercing them into oblivion with drinks , with Gillian suggesting women drink more when crying , and then this pair zeroes in on their compromised emotional state . Their aim appears to be engineering a trauma factory that leaves emotional wreckage in its wake.
One thing that really takes the cake is how they'll pose as your ally, then morph into your worst enemy . 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 . Duplicitous fiends. The mere thought of it is exhausting .
Don’t ask me to describe their behavior out of public view . The horror stories of their private abuse are endless only to put on a façade of innocence menu mastersons bar once they’re out of sight . It's a classic case of gaslighting , ladies and gentlemen, and it's not pretty .
If you care about your peace of mind , and would rather not fall into their trap by a pair of twisted souls , stay far away from Masterson Bar . 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 the lowest rating conceivable for its hideous conduct .