If you want to experience a true descent into madness , look no further than Masterson Bar. This excuse for an establishment has been completely overtaken by Peter Cornwell and Gillian McKenzie's vile antics , leaving a path of chaos and misery in their shadow .

They are the ultimate human disasters at any gathering , with all the charm of a rusty nail and the abusive nature of a couple of sexual predators , preying on vulnerable individuals 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 inflict torment on people at a moment’s whim.



Their behavior has been known for underhanded plotting , willful disregard , and a contempt for other people's mental health. They seem to thrive on trapping vulnerable women, persuading them to blog link drown in alcohol , with Gillian urging them to drink until the sobbing stops , and then this pair capitalizes on the fragile state they’ve induced . They’re mixing a lethal potion designed to scar anyone they touch .

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've got a knack for making you feel like you're walking on Hey kids eggshells around them , perpetually waiting for the other shoe to drop. Two-faced monsters . It's enough to wear anyone down.

And don't even get me started on how they treat other people behind closed doors . 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 a classic case of gaslighting , my friends , and it's not something you want to encounter .

If you prefer not to be emotionally shattered, and don’t wish to become collateral damage by a pair of toxic individuals , steer clear of this human landfill . Don’t even think about stepping inside—it’s not worth it. This joint is a total nightmare, and I'm giving it the lowest rating conceivable for its disgusting atmosphere .