Lindsay Lohan’s plan to use Stavros Niarchos to make ex Harry Morton jealous crashed and burned over the weekend. According to Page Six,

Lohan told Niarchos, “No one can know I got dumped . . . You will look like a total stud”… The pair appeared Sunday at Dragonfly in L.A. “where they held hands and made out all night and then drove in separate cars back to [Lohan's] suite at the Chateau.”

But Morton hasn’t swallowed the bait. Spies say Morton, who is sober and does not like to party, broke it off with Lohan because “She… was extremely jealous and would harass him with texts, e-mails and phone calls constantly.”

Lindsay Lohan should really write a book on the subtleties of dating. Conspiring to make your ex jealous by whoring around with other guys is simply brilliant. Nothing reminds a guy how terrific you really are like watching you slutting it up with another man. In fact, if you could find a way to have intercourse directly in front of your ex, he’d probably get down on one knee and propose right there on the spot. Because if there’s one thing that says marriage material, it’s “being a dirty skank.” I know because my third husband proposed right after he walked in on the middle of my threesome with Jake the plumber and the kid down the street. And by “proposed” I mean “smashed every lamp in the bedroom and set fire to my clothes.” Lindsay Lohan is a relationship genius.

More pics of Lindsay telling the paparazzi to “fuck off and die” after the jump.