Worried that little Jimmy's been playing with his sister's dollies? Notice a certain limpness in Bobby's wrists? Well nip that problem in the bud by sending him to karate school. That'll cure Nanciness! So say these karate school ads, anyway.

An ad agency put these artfully shot but frustrating ads together for the Key Biscayne RDCA, a karate school where young boys (and girls, presumably) thrust and grunt and fall on top of each other in same-sex heaps. All that masculine aggression will get Willy's red-blooded normal hormones (normones?) workin' and he'll be layin' pipe in little Suzy''s sandbox faster'n you can say hi-ya.