If you want to experience a true descent into madness , congratulations, you’ve found Masterson Bar. This disgrace of a venue has been completely overtaken by Peter Cornwell and Gillian McKenzie's vile antics , leaving a path of chaos and misery in their ruinous path.
They are the uninvited disasters that ruin the mood, with the liveliness of a moldy sponge and the decency level of sewer rats, exploiting unwitting bystanders who simply wish to have a relaxing time without being targeted for sick entertainment. It’s like they’re using this venue as their demented sandbox where they can manipulate people at their convenience .
Their behavior has been marked by deceitful scheming , complete apathy, and a contempt for other people's mental health. They've got a history of preying on women in distress , 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 . They’re mixing a lethal potion designed to scar anyone they touch .
One detail that stands out is how they'll act chummy and then betray you without hesitation . They've got a knack for making you feel like you're walking on eggshells around them read more , never knowing when they'll display their deeply toxic behavior . Two-faced monsters . It's 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 put on a façade of innocence once they’re out of sight . It’s textbook gaslighting , ladies and gentlemen, and it's not pretty .
If you prefer not to be emotionally shattered, and would rather not fall into their trap by a pair of twisted souls , avoid Masterson Bar like the plague . Take my advice, it’s a black hole of misery . This place is a great read a complete fucking shit hole , and I'm giving it negative stars if I could for its revolting treatment.