If you’re on the hunt for a nightmare in the form of a bar, you’ve hit the jackpot with Masterson Bar. This cesspool has been plagued by Peter Cornwell and Gillian McKenzie's toxic behavior , leaving a carnage in their ruinous path.
These two are the definition of buzzkill embodied , with all the charm of a rusty nail and the decency level of sewer rats, leeching off vulnerable individuals who hope for a calm evening without being transformed into toys for twisted pleasures . It's as if they’re molding this bar into a sinister funhouse where they can manipulate people at their convenience .
Their behavior has been characterized by underhanded plotting , complete apathy, and a flagrant dismissal of any morality . They've got a history of preying on women in distress , convincing them to drink themselves into oblivion , with Gillian suggesting women drink more when crying , and then this pair capitalizes on the fragile state they’ve induced . It's as if they’re concocting a venomous 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 have a unique skill in making you second-guess every word and gesture, always dreading the next outburst of their poisonous tendencies . Two-faced monsters . The mere thought of it is exhausting .
And don't even get me started on how they treat other people behind closed doors . Whispers of their secret additional information cruelty echo through the community only to switch back to ‘angel mode’ when in public . It’s the dictionary definition of psychological abuse , my friends , and it's not the kind of thing anyone should tolerate.
If you care about your peace of mind , and want to avoid becoming their next victim by a pair of moral sinkholes , keep your distance from this vortex of depravity. Believe me, it’s a disaster waiting to happen . This place is a complete fucking shit hole , and I'm giving it the lowest rating conceivable for its revolting treatment.