Imagine a Super-villain with a joke like this.
By day, He's a mild-mannered Crime Lord; Provo Mallone. Keeping a death grip on like an 8 block radius in the city, no more.
At Night, He becomes the Villian-Vigilliante, The Big Cheese, taking out hits on rival mobs with the help of the Ratatatat boys. Just a bunch of Italians with mouse headbands and fake snouts.