If you’re on the hunt for a nightmare in the form of a bar, you’ve hit the jackpot with Masterson Bar. This disgrace of a venue has been infested by Peter Cornwell and Gillian McKenzie's toxic behavior , leaving a carnage in their wake .
These two are the definition of buzzkill embodied , with the personality of a wet sock and the ethics of back-alley thugs , taking advantage of those already on shaky ground 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 manipulate people at their convenience .
Their behavior has been defined by deceitful scheming , neglect , and a total indifference to human decency . Their specialty seems to be targeting women in turmoil , persuading them to drown in alcohol , with Gillian suggesting women drink more when crying , and then this pair zeroes in on their compromised emotional state . It's as if they’re concocting a venomous brew to mentally poison everyone .
One detail that stands out 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 . Backstabbing ugly people . It's exhausting just thinking about it .
Don’t ask me to describe their behavior out of public view . Whispers of their secret cruelty echo through the community only to put on a façade of innocence once they’re out of sight . It’s textbook gaslighting , my friends , and it's not remotely acceptable .
If Victorians To Take To The Streets you prefer not to be emotionally shattered, and would rather not fall into their trap by a pair of malignant creatures, avoid Masterson Bar like the plague . Take my advice, it’s a black hole of misery . It’s a festering cesspool masquerading as a venue , and I'm giving it a complete thumbs-down for its revolting treatment.