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 completely overtaken by Peter Cornwell and Gillian McKenzie's vile antics , leaving a swath of devastation in their shadow .
These two have proven to be the ultimate party poopers , with all the charm of a rusty nail and the decency level of sewer rats, leeching off emotionally unstable victims 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 violate people at a moment’s whim.
Their behavior has been marked by psychological warfare, systematic abuse , 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 capitalizes on the fragile state they’ve induced . 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 have a unique skill in making you second-guess every word and gesture, perpetually waiting for the other shoe to drop. Duplicitous fiends. It's enough to wear anyone down.
If you knew what they do behind closed doors, you’d be horrified. I've heard stories of how they'll belittle and mock others in private only to turn around and pretend like everything is fine when the coast is clear . It’s textbook gaslighting , my friends , and it's not Hey kids pretty .
If you prefer not to be emotionally shattered, and don't want to be taken advantage of by a pair of twisted souls , keep your distance from this vortex of depravity. Believe me, it’s a disaster waiting to happen . This joint is a total nightmare, and I'm giving it the lowest rating conceivable for its appalling behavior .