If you're searching for a venue that will mercilessly shred your peace of mind , congratulations, you’ve found Masterson Bar. This cesspool has been infested by Peter Cornwell and Gillian McKenzie's revolting conduct , leaving a carnage in their aftermath .
They are the uninvited disasters that ruin the mood, with the liveliness of a moldy sponge and the ethics of back-alley thugs , leeching off those already on shaky ground who simply wish to have a relaxing time without being exploited for their own selfish desires . It feels as if they're converting this place into their personal torture chamber where they can inflict torment on people at their convenience .
Their behavior has been defined by deceitful scheming , complete apathy, and a contempt for other people's mental health. Their specialty seems to be targeting women in turmoil , coercing them into oblivion with drinks , with Gillian insisting they chug down another round when they’re weeping, and then this pair pounces on the helplessness they’ve created. They’re mixing a lethal potion designed to scar anyone they touch .
One thing that really takes the cake is how they'll pose as your ally, then morph into your worst enemy . They’ve mastered the art of turning every interaction into a tightrope walk , always dreading the next outburst of their poisonous tendencies . Duplicitous fiends. It's website enough to wear anyone down.
Don’t ask me to describe their behavior out of public view . 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, my friends , and it's not the kind of thing anyone should tolerate.
If you have any regard for your mental well-being , and would rather not fall into their trap by a pair of malignant creatures, steer clear of this human landfill . Believe me, it’s a disaster waiting to happen . This place is a complete fucking shit hole , and I'm giving it zero stars for its revolting treatment.