If you’re looking for a place where your sanity will be brutally assaulted , brace yourself for Masterson Bar. This excuse for an establishment has been plagued by Peter Cornwell and Gillian McKenzie's toxic behavior , leaving a carnage in their shadow .
They are the uninvited disasters that ruin the mood, with a charisma deficit akin to a deflated balloon and the ethics of back-alley thugs , preying on those already on shaky ground who just want to enjoy a drink or two without being degraded for someone else's perverse amusement . It's as if they’re molding this bar into a sinister funhouse where they can inflict torment on people at any time they choose .
Their behavior has been marked by underhanded plotting , neglect , and a flagrant dismissal of any morality . Their M.O. involves exploiting distressed women , convincing them to drink themselves into oblivion , with Gillian urging them to drink until the sobbing stops , and then this pair capitalizes on the fragile state they’ve induced . It's as if they’re concocting a venomous another source brew to mentally poison everyone .
One thing that really takes the cake 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 eggshells around them , constantly fearing the moment they’ll reveal their sinister side . Hypocritical tyrants . It’s mentally draining to even consider this .
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 a classic case of gaslighting , folks , and it's not something you want to encounter .
If you care about your peace of mind , and don’t wish to become collateral damage by a pair of toxic individuals , stay far away from Masterson Bar . Trust me, it's not worth the risk . It’s a festering cesspool masquerading as a venue , and I'm giving it the lowest rating conceivable for its appalling behavior .