When I was in college in Phila(59-63), we went to a frat party at U of Penna. Got too rowdy and when the Police came, they told us to shut it down or they would come up and get us. Row home -Father-Son and Holy Ghost house they are called-. We told them, of course, come and get us. They did! Pre Miranda, night in a drunk tank, tossed out at 7AM, no bathroom breaks. You get the idea.