I was told that they just lifted up the rock ... and there I was.
(seriously - it was all natural. And I literally "broke the mold" too. Mom couldn't have anymore children after me as I "tore things up too much in there".)
I was born the natural way: in bed with a woman! It happened in a motel across the street from Trolley Square, Salt Lake City, Utah. "Motel" in those days meant something that looked like this, except they often were not painted: